Rhetorical Dialogues: Or, Dramatic Selections for the Use of Schools, Academies, and FamiliesDurrie, & Peck, 1839 - 514 pages |
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... true art , which leads to a graceful , persuasive , and powerful oratory . " " To this one standard , make your just appeal , Here lies the olden secret , learn to FEEL . " - Help to Eloquence . NEW HAVEN : PUBLISHED BY DURRIE & PECK ...
... true art , which leads to a graceful , persuasive , and powerful oratory . " " To this one standard , make your just appeal , Here lies the olden secret , learn to FEEL . " - Help to Eloquence . NEW HAVEN : PUBLISHED BY DURRIE & PECK ...
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... true orator must understand how to excite the mirth , as well as how to command the tears of his auditors . " It will be perceived , that , by some oversight or other , one or two of the selections have " slipped into the wrong pigeon ...
... true orator must understand how to excite the mirth , as well as how to command the tears of his auditors . " It will be perceived , that , by some oversight or other , one or two of the selections have " slipped into the wrong pigeon ...
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... true to the last of their blood and their breath , And like reapers descend to the harvest of death . Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to his kindred , and wo ...
... true to the last of their blood and their breath , And like reapers descend to the harvest of death . Then welcome be Cumberland's steed to the shock ! Let him dash his proud foam like a wave on the rock ! But wo to his kindred , and wo ...
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... True bond of law , thou social soul of property , Thou breath of reason , life of life itself ! For thee the valiant bleed . O sacred liberty ! Winged from the summer's snare , from flattering ruin , Like the bold stork you seek the ...
... True bond of law , thou social soul of property , Thou breath of reason , life of life itself ! For thee the valiant bleed . O sacred liberty ! Winged from the summer's snare , from flattering ruin , Like the bold stork you seek the ...
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... True courage but from opposition grows , And what are fifty , what a thousand slaves , Matched to the sinew of a single arm That strikes for liberty , that strikes to save His fields from fire , his infants from the sword , And his ...
... True courage but from opposition grows , And what are fifty , what a thousand slaves , Matched to the sinew of a single arm That strikes for liberty , that strikes to save His fields from fire , his infants from the sword , And his ...
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Page 77 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Page 47 - ... 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 47 - Help me, Cassius, or I sink ! ' I, as ^Eneas our great ancestor • Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Caesar. And this man Is now become a god, and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
Page 48 - 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 77 - Set in a note-book, learned and conned by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! — There is my dagger, And here my naked breast; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Page 75 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Page 47 - Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow; so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy; But ere we could arrive the point propos'd, Caesar cried, 'Help me, Cassius, or I sink!
Page 72 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Page 47 - I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life ; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Page 75 - I an itching palm? You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last.