The Elocutionist's Annual ...: Comprising New and Popular Readings, Recitations, Declamations, Dialogues, Tableaux, Etc., Etc, Issue 14National School of Elocution and Oratory, 1889 |
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... scene from between the bars of my portcullis , the furious heifer had changed her course , and was precipitating herself upon the Judge , who was energetically hoisting his two hundred pounds of flesh up a cottonwood tree . Disappointed ...
... scene from between the bars of my portcullis , the furious heifer had changed her course , and was precipitating herself upon the Judge , who was energetically hoisting his two hundred pounds of flesh up a cottonwood tree . Disappointed ...
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... soul there . Disgusted with such carnage , Loathing such scene , I stepped into the air ; Just then the moon broke through the clouds and showed me There at my feet a soldier on the ground . 56 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
... soul there . Disgusted with such carnage , Loathing such scene , I stepped into the air ; Just then the moon broke through the clouds and showed me There at my feet a soldier on the ground . 56 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
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... scene- The woman and the fair - haired child that knelt And picked the daisies on the roadside green . I looked . The old familiar road was there- A woman , wan and stooping , stood there too ; And beckoned slowly , and with vacant ...
... scene- The woman and the fair - haired child that knelt And picked the daisies on the roadside green . I looked . The old familiar road was there- A woman , wan and stooping , stood there too ; And beckoned slowly , and with vacant ...
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... scenes in their history can add the simple grandeur of the spectacle in the cabin of the Mayflower , the Puritans signing the com- pact which was but the formal expression of the Govern- ment that voluntarily they had established - the ...
... scenes in their history can add the simple grandeur of the spectacle in the cabin of the Mayflower , the Puritans signing the com- pact which was but the formal expression of the Govern- ment that voluntarily they had established - the ...
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... improve him , He never kissed his children - so they say ; And finest scenes and fairest flowers would move him Less than a horse - shoe picked up in the way . He had a hearty hatred of oppression , And righteous NUMBER FOURTEEN . 178.
... improve him , He never kissed his children - so they say ; And finest scenes and fairest flowers would move him Less than a horse - shoe picked up in the way . He had a hearty hatred of oppression , And righteous NUMBER FOURTEEN . 178.
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Page 156 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 185 - Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, Aud see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides . and tho...
Page 184 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Page 35 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Page 157 - Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it, We are happy now because God wills it ; No matter how barren the past may have been, 'Tie enough for us now that the leaves are green ; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell ; We may shut our eyes but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing...
Page 140 - Faithful remembrancer of one so dear, 0 welcome guest, though unexpected here! Who bidst me honour with an artless song, Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly as the precept were her own: And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 34 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O UNION strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate.
Page 36 - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies.
Page 139 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Page 183 - IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole* Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me...