The Book of Eloquence: A Collection of Extracts in Prose and Verse, from the Most Famous Orators and Poets; Intended as Exercises for Declamation in Colleges and SchoolsCrandall & Moseley, 1853 - Počet stran: 452 |
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Strana 25
... hear , but which is to grow clearer and louder through all ages . haps some silent thinker among us is at work in his closet whose name is to fill the earth . Perhaps there sleeps in his cradle some reformer who is to move the church ...
... hear , but which is to grow clearer and louder through all ages . haps some silent thinker among us is at work in his closet whose name is to fill the earth . Perhaps there sleeps in his cradle some reformer who is to move the church ...
Strana 34
... hear me , and ask , whether it is not already planted there ? I resort especially to the convictions of the Western gentlemen , whether , supposing no posts and no treaty , the settlers will remain in security ? Can they take it upon ...
... hear me , and ask , whether it is not already planted there ? I resort especially to the convictions of the Western gentlemen , whether , supposing no posts and no treaty , the settlers will remain in security ? Can they take it upon ...
Strana 42
... , but sure extinction . Everywhere , at the approach of the white man , they fade away . We hear DOOM OF THE INDIANS . 43 The shouts the rustling 42 THE BOOK OF ELOQUENCE . STORY Religious Liberty Liberty and Despotism.
... , but sure extinction . Everywhere , at the approach of the white man , they fade away . We hear DOOM OF THE INDIANS . 43 The shouts the rustling 42 THE BOOK OF ELOQUENCE . STORY Religious Liberty Liberty and Despotism.
Strana 46
... hear the bells from Lexing- ton Common . The shaft over the sacred ashes of Bunker Hill rises within three miles of my windows ; I leave my home , and in an hour I stand by the ruined abutments of old Concord Bridge , and the green ...
... hear the bells from Lexing- ton Common . The shaft over the sacred ashes of Bunker Hill rises within three miles of my windows ; I leave my home , and in an hour I stand by the ruined abutments of old Concord Bridge , and the green ...
Strana 56
... hear of a new man , a Corsican lieutenant , the self - named " armed soldier of democracy " -Napoleon . He ravages Austria , covers her land with blood , drives the Northern Cæsar from his capital , and sleeps in his palace . Austria ...
... hear of a new man , a Corsican lieutenant , the self - named " armed soldier of democracy " -Napoleon . He ravages Austria , covers her land with blood , drives the Northern Cæsar from his capital , and sleeps in his palace . Austria ...
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Strana 345 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Strana 342 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Strana 398 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Strana 340 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Strana 397 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Strana 360 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Strana 350 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. ''Hearts of oak...
Strana 339 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Strana 69 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood...
Strana 124 - Mr. President, I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts; she needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge for yourselves. There is her history; the world knows it by heart The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston, and Concord, and Lexington, and Bunker Hill; and there they will remain forever.