Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 oldal |
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119. oldal
... night's dream , or the discription of a feast he has been at without letting a single dish escape him . When he is thus entered into conversation , he grows very wise --descants upon the corruption of the times , and the de- generacy of ...
... night's dream , or the discription of a feast he has been at without letting a single dish escape him . When he is thus entered into conversation , he grows very wise --descants upon the corruption of the times , and the de- generacy of ...
121. oldal
... nights to the volumes of Addison . IV . - Pleasure and Pain . - SPECTATOR . THERE were two families , which , from the begin . ningofthe world , were as opposite to each other as light and darkness . The one of them lived in heaven ...
... nights to the volumes of Addison . IV . - Pleasure and Pain . - SPECTATOR . THERE were two families , which , from the begin . ningofthe world , were as opposite to each other as light and darkness . The one of them lived in heaven ...
124. oldal
... night , he asked me how I liked the good man whom I have just now mentioned ; —and without staying for my answer , told me that he was afraid of being insulted with Latin and Greek at his own table ; for which reason he desired a ...
... night , he asked me how I liked the good man whom I have just now mentioned ; —and without staying for my answer , told me that he was afraid of being insulted with Latin and Greek at his own table ; for which reason he desired a ...
125. oldal
... night ) told us , the bishop of St. Asaph , in the morning , and Dr. South in the afternoon . then showed us his list of preachers for the whole year ; where I saw with a great deal of pleasure , Archbishop Tillotson , Bishop Saunderson ...
... night ) told us , the bishop of St. Asaph , in the morning , and Dr. South in the afternoon . then showed us his list of preachers for the whole year ; where I saw with a great deal of pleasure , Archbishop Tillotson , Bishop Saunderson ...
148. oldal
... night , after supper , Silius began upon Prot- estantism , proceeded to the irish massacre , went through the Revolution , drew the character of King William , repeated anecdotes of Schomberg , and ended , at a quar- ter past twelve ...
... night , after supper , Silius began upon Prot- estantism , proceeded to the irish massacre , went through the Revolution , drew the character of King William , repeated anecdotes of Schomberg , and ended , at a quar- ter past twelve ...
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349. oldal - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble...
230. oldal - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
374. oldal - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
373. oldal - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
356. oldal - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
366. oldal - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
231. oldal - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
254. oldal - Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
262. oldal - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
363. oldal - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...