Elements of Expression, Vocal and PhysicalSt. Benedict's College, 1896 - 360 pages |
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... poor folks lie , That have afflictions on them ; knowing ' tis A punishment or trial ? Yes , no wonder , When rich ones scarce tell true : to lapse in fullness Is sorer , than to lie for need ; and falsehood Is worse in kings than ...
... poor folks lie , That have afflictions on them ; knowing ' tis A punishment or trial ? Yes , no wonder , When rich ones scarce tell true : to lapse in fullness Is sorer , than to lie for need ; and falsehood Is worse in kings than ...
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... poor , for help , for mercy crying , The Saxons smiled with joy to hear that Celtic sons were dy- ing . O ! grant that when again A year has fled , And ' mid the haunts of men My time has sped , My retrospective look May not rebuke ...
... poor , for help , for mercy crying , The Saxons smiled with joy to hear that Celtic sons were dy- ing . O ! grant that when again A year has fled , And ' mid the haunts of men My time has sped , My retrospective look May not rebuke ...
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... poor , blind Christian hath more power over life than thou or thy cruel masters ? Away , away ! our hearts are gay , And free from care , by night and day , Think not of summer pleasure ; The merry bells ring gayly out Our lips keep ...
... poor , blind Christian hath more power over life than thou or thy cruel masters ? Away , away ! our hearts are gay , And free from care , by night and day , Think not of summer pleasure ; The merry bells ring gayly out Our lips keep ...
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... Poor hands , so thin and feeble grown With all the task which they have done ; Now they are finished , everyone . O happy Rest , Fold them at last from laboring , In quiet on the quiet breast , O Rest , sweet Rest ! Press close unto her ...
... Poor hands , so thin and feeble grown With all the task which they have done ; Now they are finished , everyone . O happy Rest , Fold them at last from laboring , In quiet on the quiet breast , O Rest , sweet Rest ! Press close unto her ...
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... poor and pro- fane wit . Grandmothers , great - grandmothers , great - great- grandmothers , I know , and delight in knowing , had sat in the ingle - nooks of what I that day resolved should be my home : all comely , all with spotless ...
... poor and pro- fane wit . Grandmothers , great - grandmothers , great - great- grandmothers , I know , and delight in knowing , had sat in the ingle - nooks of what I that day resolved should be my home : all comely , all with spotless ...
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Page 244 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Page 181 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England; This nurse, this teeming womb of royal...
Page 146 - 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 ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
Page 247 - Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster...
Page 210 - tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, , Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Page 240 - O ! such a deed As from the body of contraction plucks The very soul, and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words ; heaven's face doth glow, Yea, this solidity and compound mass, With tristful visage, as against the doom, Is thought-sick at the act. Queen. Ay me ! what act, That roars so loud and thunders in the index ? Ham. Look here, upon this picture, and on this ; The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
Page 221 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 115 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Page 150 - 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?
Page 157 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...