A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - Počet stran: 360 |
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Strana 65
... comes from art , not chance . " " Trúe èase in writing 2d . The Double Antithesis consists of four terms opposed to each other , or rather of two simple antitheses conjoined ; the first and last of which take the falling modulation on ...
... comes from art , not chance . " " Trúe èase in writing 2d . The Double Antithesis consists of four terms opposed to each other , or rather of two simple antitheses conjoined ; the first and last of which take the falling modulation on ...
Strana 74
... comes thy glōry in the Summer months , With light and heat refùlgent ; then thy sun Shoots fùll perféction through the swélling yèar : And oft thy voice in dréadful thùnder speaks ; And òft , at dawn , deèp nóon , or fàlling éve , By ...
... comes thy glōry in the Summer months , With light and heat refùlgent ; then thy sun Shoots fùll perféction through the swélling yèar : And oft thy voice in dréadful thùnder speaks ; And òft , at dawn , deèp nóon , or fàlling éve , By ...
Strana 87
... comes to such a pass , that as other people cannot believe he speaks truth , so he himself scarcely knows when he tells a falsehood . As you must be careful not to lie , so you must avoid coming near it . You must not equivocate , nor ...
... comes to such a pass , that as other people cannot believe he speaks truth , so he himself scarcely knows when he tells a falsehood . As you must be careful not to lie , so you must avoid coming near it . You must not equivocate , nor ...
Strana 91
... were born . But this comes to tell you that he lives and wishes you well . In the far country whither he has gone , he knows how you are , and is much concerned at your present condition . And he MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 91.
... were born . But this comes to tell you that he lives and wishes you well . In the far country whither he has gone , he knows how you are , and is much concerned at your present condition . And he MORAL AND RELIGIOUS . 91.
Strana 99
... come next . Man lives in futurity . The pleasurable feeling of the moment forms almost no part of its happiness . It ... comes , the animating hope is transformed into the dull and insipid reality . As the distant object draws near , it ...
... come next . Man lives in futurity . The pleasurable feeling of the moment forms almost no part of its happiness . It ... comes , the animating hope is transformed into the dull and insipid reality . As the distant object draws near , it ...
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Æneid ages Altorf animal antithesis Archimedes screw arithmetical precision arms beauty breath Cæsar Cato Chalmers character Christian clouds creation dark death deep delight Divíne Dr Chalmers dynasty earth elocution emphatic eternity existence expression fancy father fear feel flowers force Gelert genius give glory grace hand happy hath heard heart heaven honour human impressive inflection intellectual interrogative word king labour land language less light live look Lord Lord Byron ment merely mind moral motley fool mysterious nature never o'er object ocean oracles orator pass passions peace peculiar phatic poet poetry present principle quadruped race racter reader religion reptiles revealed rising modulation scene Scotland sense sentence soul speak species spirit sweet tell thee things Thomas Chalmers thou thought tical tion Trophonius truth virtue voice waves Wellington whole word
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Strana 45 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Strana 283 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Strana 330 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Strana 114 - The depth saith, It is not in me; and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Strana 265 - Is it far away in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Strana 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 275 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Strana 94 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Strana 208 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Strana 299 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.