The practical elocutionistPiper, Stephenson and Spence, 1854 - 444 pages |
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... danger to startle men's eyes ; Dark spirits abroad sound the tocsin of strife , And with glory and vengeance all rumours are rife ; Where the demon of hate waves his fiery brand , The horizon glares wild of a neighbouring land , And ...
... danger to startle men's eyes ; Dark spirits abroad sound the tocsin of strife , And with glory and vengeance all rumours are rife ; Where the demon of hate waves his fiery brand , The horizon glares wild of a neighbouring land , And ...
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... dangers of their state . On his low couch The fettered soldier sunk - and with deep awe Listened the fearful sounds : -with upturned eye To the great gods he breathed a prayer ; then strove To calm himself , and lose in sleep a while ...
... dangers of their state . On his low couch The fettered soldier sunk - and with deep awe Listened the fearful sounds : -with upturned eye To the great gods he breathed a prayer ; then strove To calm himself , and lose in sleep a while ...
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... danger share : O prove a husband's and a father's care ! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy , Where yon wild fig - trees join the wall of Troy : Thou from this tower defend the important post , There Agamemnon points his ...
... danger share : O prove a husband's and a father's care ! That quarter most the skilful Greeks annoy , Where yon wild fig - trees join the wall of Troy : Thou from this tower defend the important post , There Agamemnon points his ...
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... dangers . I was faithful to your interest , my countrymen , when I served you for no reward but that of honour . It is not my design to betray you , now that you have conferred upon me a place of profit . You have committed to my ...
... dangers . I was faithful to your interest , my countrymen , when I served you for no reward but that of honour . It is not my design to betray you , now that you have conferred upon me a place of profit . You have committed to my ...
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... dangers I have undergone for my country , by which I have acquired them . But those worthless men lead such a life of inactivity , as if they despised any honours you can bestow , while they aspire to honours as if they had deserved ...
... dangers I have undergone for my country , by which I have acquired them . But those worthless men lead such a life of inactivity , as if they despised any honours you can bestow , while they aspire to honours as if they had deserved ...
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The Practical Elocutionist: An Extensive Collection of Recitations, Selected ... Conrad Hume Pinches No preview available - 2017 |
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Page 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 28 - 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 undiscovered 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...
Page 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Page 236 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Page 259 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Page 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Page 170 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...