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 pagini |
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Pagina iv
... Pleasure and pain , Spectator , · 121 5. Sir Roger de Coverly's family , ib . Autkin , - 123 126 Brown , 128 Aukin , 131 Spectator , 133 ib . 135 Hume , - 136 7. Description of the vale of Keswick in Cumberland , 8. Pity , and allegory ...
... Pleasure and pain , Spectator , · 121 5. Sir Roger de Coverly's family , ib . Autkin , - 123 126 Brown , 128 Aukin , 131 Spectator , 133 ib . 135 Hume , - 136 7. Description of the vale of Keswick in Cumberland , 8. Pity , and allegory ...
Pagina v
... pleasures , - Guardian , 189 4. The folly and madness of ambition illustrated , World , 193 5. Battle of Pharsalia , and ... pleasure arising from objects of sight , 10. Liberty and slavery , Goldsmith , 197 Hume , 202 Chesterfield . 203 ...
... pleasures , - Guardian , 189 4. The folly and madness of ambition illustrated , World , 193 5. Battle of Pharsalia , and ... pleasure arising from objects of sight , 10. Liberty and slavery , Goldsmith , 197 Hume , 202 Chesterfield . 203 ...
Pagina 31
... pleasure , as when one is entertained , or ravished with music , painting , oratory , or any such el- egancy , shews itself by the looks , gestures , and utter- ance of joy ; but moderate . Gravity or Seriousness , the mind fixed upon ...
... pleasure , as when one is entertained , or ravished with music , painting , oratory , or any such el- egancy , shews itself by the looks , gestures , and utter- ance of joy ; but moderate . Gravity or Seriousness , the mind fixed upon ...
Pagina 48
... pleasure , accustom yourself to pitch your voice in different keys , from the lowest to the highest notes you command . Many of those would neither be proper nor agreeable in speaking ; but the exercise will give you such a command of ...
... pleasure , accustom yourself to pitch your voice in different keys , from the lowest to the highest notes you command . Many of those would neither be proper nor agreeable in speaking ; but the exercise will give you such a command of ...
Pagina 60
... pleasures , that your relish for them may continue . Time is requisite to bring great projects to maturity . Precipitation ruins the best contrived plan ; patience ripens the most difficult . When we sum up the miseries of life , the ...
... pleasures , that your relish for them may continue . Time is requisite to bring great projects to maturity . Precipitation ruins the best contrived plan ; patience ripens the most difficult . When we sum up the miseries of life , the ...
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Pagina 349 - 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...
Pagina 230 - 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.
Pagina 374 - 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.
Pagina 373 - 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.
Pagina 356 - 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!
Pagina 366 - 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...
Pagina 231 - 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.
Pagina 254 - 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...
Pagina 262 - 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...
Pagina 363 - 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...