The Popular Elocutionist and ReciterF. Warne and Company, 1894 - 564 pagini |
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... Child . Ode to the Almighty How May was First Made The Child and the Dewdrops The Nightingale's Nest The Goldsmith's Daughter The Sicilian Vespers The Battle of Morgarten . Ode for Music on Cecilia's Day Alexander's Feast Cowper's Grave ...
... Child . Ode to the Almighty How May was First Made The Child and the Dewdrops The Nightingale's Nest The Goldsmith's Daughter The Sicilian Vespers The Battle of Morgarten . Ode for Music on Cecilia's Day Alexander's Feast Cowper's Grave ...
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... habit confirms the false . Children ought not to be allowed to repeat their lessons in a hurried manner , either while committing them to memory , or repeating them to the teacher . Mrs. Siddons ' first 32 Elocution . 14.
... habit confirms the false . Children ought not to be allowed to repeat their lessons in a hurried manner , either while committing them to memory , or repeating them to the teacher . Mrs. Siddons ' first 32 Elocution . 14.
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... children of God . THE DEATH OF PAUL DOMBEY . CHARLES DICKENS . [ Mr. Dickens was a native of Portsmouth , born in the year 1812. His father being chief of the reporting staff of the Morning Chronicle , his son obtained an engagement on ...
... children of God . THE DEATH OF PAUL DOMBEY . CHARLES DICKENS . [ Mr. Dickens was a native of Portsmouth , born in the year 1812. His father being chief of the reporting staff of the Morning Chronicle , his son obtained an engagement on ...
Pagina 43
... child could hardly tell whether this were in his sleeping or his waking moments - of that rushing river . " Why , will it never stop , Floy ? " he would sometimes ask her . " It is bearing me away , I think . " 66 But Floy could always ...
... child could hardly tell whether this were in his sleeping or his waking moments - of that rushing river . " Why , will it never stop , Floy ? " he would sometimes ask her . " It is bearing me away , I think . " 66 But Floy could always ...
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... child , re- garding with a radiant smile a figure coming in . Yes , yes ! No other stranger would have shed those tears at sight of him , and called him her dear boy , her pretty boy , her own poor blighted child . No other woman would ...
... child , re- garding with a radiant smile a figure coming in . Yes , yes ! No other stranger would have shed those tears at sight of him , and called him her dear boy , her pretty boy , her own poor blighted child . No other woman would ...
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Pagina 400 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! In this place ran Cassius...
Pagina 313 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this — That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation; we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Pagina 402 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pagina 406 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover. To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined...
Pagina 397 - 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 123 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Pagina 402 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but, for my single self, I had as lief not be as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. I was born free as Caesar ; so were you : We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he : For once, upon a raw and gusty day, The troubled Tiber chafing with her shores, Caesar said to me ' Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I...
Pagina 203 - Hear the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Pagina 430 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee — by these angels he hath sent thee Respite — respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
Pagina 429 - surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore: Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore: Tis the wind and nothing more.