Elocution; Voice, Expression, Gesture for Use in Colleges and Schools and by Private StudentsRepublican Press Association, 1891 - Počet stran: 188 |
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Strana 35
... army , while All the world wondered . Cannon to right of them , Cannon to left of them , Cannon in front of them , Volleyed and thundered . Stormed at with shot and shell , Boldly they rode , and well . They that had fought so well Came ...
... army , while All the world wondered . Cannon to right of them , Cannon to left of them , Cannon in front of them , Volleyed and thundered . Stormed at with shot and shell , Boldly they rode , and well . They that had fought so well Came ...
Strana 106
... army . The one carries thrones and empires ; the silent thoughts of the other tell on the destiny of the world . Nerved by the Omnipotent , he stood up amid the smoke and flash of cen- tury - working batteries and thundered “ Truth ...
... army . The one carries thrones and empires ; the silent thoughts of the other tell on the destiny of the world . Nerved by the Omnipotent , he stood up amid the smoke and flash of cen- tury - working batteries and thundered “ Truth ...
Strana 158
... army of freedom . part from those they love . Some are walking for the last time in the quiet woody places with the maidens they adore . We hear the whispers , and the sweet vows of eternal love , as they lingeringly part forever ...
... army of freedom . part from those they love . Some are walking for the last time in the quiet woody places with the maidens they adore . We hear the whispers , and the sweet vows of eternal love , as they lingeringly part forever ...
Strana 161
... army . Napoleon at the age of twenty - seven was placed at the head of the best troops Europe ever saw . Cromwell never saw an army till he was forty . This man never saw a soldier till he was fifty . Cromwell manufactured his army ...
... army . Napoleon at the age of twenty - seven was placed at the head of the best troops Europe ever saw . Cromwell never saw an army till he was forty . This man never saw a soldier till he was fifty . Cromwell manufactured his army ...
Strana 162
... army and navy . It was when , at the close of the war , our armies came back , and marched in review before the president's stand at Washington . I do not care whether a man was a Republican or a Democrat , a Northern man or a Southern ...
... army and navy . It was when , at the close of the war , our armies came back , and marched in review before the president's stand at Washington . I do not care whether a man was a Republican or a Democrat , a Northern man or a Southern ...
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Strana 46 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Strana 27 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Strana 26 - The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them...
Strana 146 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Strana 47 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Strana 148 - Hear the loud alarum bells — Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Strana 11 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized...
Strana 38 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Strana 50 - If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger, And let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks! No, you unnatural hags, I will have such revenges on you both That all the world shall...
Strana 69 - gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! ah, fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature, Possess it merely.