A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - 360 pages |
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... racter , we ought to have some regard for the character of òthers . " — " If we have nó regard for religion in youth , we should have some regard for it in age . " Let the student exercise his own judgment , however , and form his taste ...
... racter , we ought to have some regard for the character of òthers . " — " If we have nó regard for religion in youth , we should have some regard for it in age . " Let the student exercise his own judgment , however , and form his taste ...
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... racter of the person departed in Gréek or Hèbrew ; and by thát means are not understood ónce in a twèlvemonth . In the poétical quarter , I found there were pòets who had no mónuments , and mónuments which had no pòets . I observed ...
... racter of the person departed in Gréek or Hèbrew ; and by thát means are not understood ónce in a twèlvemonth . In the poétical quarter , I found there were pòets who had no mónuments , and mónuments which had no pòets . I observed ...
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... racter is never seen , only the reciter . He had observed the other throw up his arms , stamp and fume , and be applauded in doing so , and he does the same ; but why he should fail while the other succeeded , is to him all a mystery ...
... racter is never seen , only the reciter . He had observed the other throw up his arms , stamp and fume , and be applauded in doing so , and he does the same ; but why he should fail while the other succeeded , is to him all a mystery ...
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... racter of the scene . If I might be allowed to abandon myself to the recollec- tions of my own distant travels , I would instance , among the most striking scenes of nature , the calm sublimity of a tropical night , when the stars , not ...
... racter of the scene . If I might be allowed to abandon myself to the recollec- tions of my own distant travels , I would instance , among the most striking scenes of nature , the calm sublimity of a tropical night , when the stars , not ...
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... racter of their scenes with the passions of their living agents this harmonising and appropriate glow with which they kindle the whole surrounding atmosphere , and bring all that strikes the sense into unison with all that touches the ...
... racter of their scenes with the passions of their living agents this harmonising and appropriate glow with which they kindle the whole surrounding atmosphere , and bring all that strikes the sense into unison with all that touches the ...
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Page 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
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.