Lessons in Elocution: Or, a Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse for the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Elements of Gesture...Also an Appendix Containing Lessons on a New PlanC. Ewer & T. Bedlington, 1823 - Počet stran: 372 |
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... poor ; we do not believe it . When you descant on the faults of others , consider whe- ther you be not guilty of the same . To gain knowledge of ourselves , the best way is to convert the imperfections of others into a mirror for ...
... poor ; we do not believe it . When you descant on the faults of others , consider whe- ther you be not guilty of the same . To gain knowledge of ourselves , the best way is to convert the imperfections of others into a mirror for ...
Strana 69
... poor man loved better than his life . The next came towards us with her son upon her back , who we were told , was the greatest rake in the place , but so much the mother's darling , that she left her husband behind , with a large ...
... poor man loved better than his life . The next came towards us with her son upon her back , who we were told , was the greatest rake in the place , but so much the mother's darling , that she left her husband behind , with a large ...
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... poor man if he does not live within it , and naturally sets him- self to sale to any one who can give him his price . When Pittacus , after the death of his brother , who had left him a good estate , was offered a great sum of money 86 ...
... poor man if he does not live within it , and naturally sets him- self to sale to any one who can give him his price . When Pittacus , after the death of his brother , who had left him a good estate , was offered a great sum of money 86 ...
Strana 91
... poor insect she is a god- dess , that her eyes are brighter than the sun , that life and death are at her disposal . She believes him , and gives her- self a thousand little airs upon it . Mark the vanity of the pismire on your left ...
... poor insect she is a god- dess , that her eyes are brighter than the sun , that life and death are at her disposal . She believes him , and gives her- self a thousand little airs upon it . Mark the vanity of the pismire on your left ...
Strana 96
... poor , and beloved by every one that knows him . I lived within my own family , and left it much more wealthy than I found it . Rhadamanthus , who knew the value of the old lady , smiled upon her in such a manner , that the keeper of ...
... poor , and beloved by every one that knows him . I lived within my own family , and left it much more wealthy than I found it . Rhadamanthus , who knew the value of the old lady , smiled upon her in such a manner , that the keeper of ...
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Strana 330 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Strana 338 - 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.
Strana 337 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
Strana 225 - Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Strana 338 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest — For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Strana 190 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Strana 329 - And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Strana 334 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and, upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England! and saint George ! [Exeunt.
Strana 242 - The Princes applaud, with a furious joy ; And the King seized a flambeau, with zeal to destroy ; Thais led the way, To light him to his prey, And, like another Helen, fired another Troy.
Strana 217 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.