The Popular Elocutionist and ReciterF. Warne and Company, 1894 - 564 pagini |
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Pagina 44
... dear papa ; indeed I am quite happy ! " His father coming , and bending down to him - which he did quickly , and without first pausing by the bedside - Paul held him round the neck , and repeated these words to him several times , and ...
... dear papa ; indeed I am quite happy ! " His father coming , and bending down to him - which he did quickly , and without first pausing by the bedside - Paul held him round the neck , and repeated these words to him several times , and ...
Pagina 45
... dear love for her , could have no greater wish than that . The train of thought suggested to him to inquire if he had ever seen his mother ; for he could not remember whether they had told him yes or no , the river running very fast ...
... dear love for her , could have no greater wish than that . The train of thought suggested to him to inquire if he had ever seen his mother ; for he could not remember whether they had told him yes or no , the river running very fast ...
Pagina 50
... dear Mr. Natha- nael , if you find pleasure in talking to the stupid girl , I am sure I shall be glad for you to come and do so . " Nathanael took his leave , his heart singing and leaping in a perfect delirium of happiness . During the ...
... dear Mr. Natha- nael , if you find pleasure in talking to the stupid girl , I am sure I shall be glad for you to come and do so . " Nathanael took his leave , his heart singing and leaping in a perfect delirium of happiness . During the ...
Pagina 52
... dear ! " Arrived at his own room , Nathanael would break out with " Oh ! what a brilliant - what a profound mind ! Only you - you alone understand me . And his heart trembled with rapture when he reflected upon the wondrous harmony ...
... dear ! " Arrived at his own room , Nathanael would break out with " Oh ! what a brilliant - what a profound mind ! Only you - you alone understand me . And his heart trembled with rapture when he reflected upon the wondrous harmony ...
Pagina 68
... Dear me ! dear me ! how wretched I was ! I hasten to declare that I have no kind of complaint to make against Mrs. Primpris . Not a flea was felt in her house . The cleanliness of the villa was so scrupulous as to be distressing . It ...
... Dear me ! dear me ! how wretched I was ! I hasten to declare that I have no kind of complaint to make against Mrs. Primpris . Not a flea was felt in her house . The cleanliness of the villa was so scrupulous as to be distressing . It ...
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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.