Literary Class Book; Or, Readings in English Literature: To which is Prefixed an Introductory Treatise on the Art of Reading and the Principles of ElocutionSullivan, 1861 - 504 pages |
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Page 369
... uncle Toby was one evening getting his supper , with Trim sitting behind him at a small sideboard - I say sitting - for in consideration of the Corporal's lame knee ( which sometimes gave him exquisite pain ) , when my uncle Toby dined ...
... uncle Toby was one evening getting his supper , with Trim sitting behind him at a small sideboard - I say sitting - for in consideration of the Corporal's lame knee ( which sometimes gave him exquisite pain ) , when my uncle Toby dined ...
Page 370
... uncle Toby dined or supped alone he would never suffer the Corporal to stand ; and the poor fellow's veneration for his master was such , that , with a pro- per artillery , my uncle Toby could have taken Dendermond itself with less ...
... uncle Toby dined or supped alone he would never suffer the Corporal to stand ; and the poor fellow's veneration for his master was such , that , with a pro- per artillery , my uncle Toby could have taken Dendermond itself with less ...
Page 371
... uncle Toby . A boy , replied the landlord , of about eleven or twelve years of age ; but the poor creature has tasted almost as little as his father ; he does nothing but mourn and lament for him night and day : he has not stirred from ...
... uncle Toby . A boy , replied the landlord , of about eleven or twelve years of age ; but the poor creature has tasted almost as little as his father ; he does nothing but mourn and lament for him night and day : he has not stirred from ...
Page 372
... uncle Toby . He is , said the Corporal . And in what regi- ment ? said my uncle Toby . I'll tell your honour , replied the Corporal , every thing straightforward , as I learned it . Then , Trim , I'll fill another pipe , said my uncle ...
... uncle Toby . He is , said the Corporal . And in what regi- ment ? said my uncle Toby . I'll tell your honour , replied the Corporal , every thing straightforward , as I learned it . Then , Trim , I'll fill another pipe , said my uncle ...
Page 373
... uncle Toby ; he has been bred up from an infant in the army , and the name of a soldier , Trim , sounded in his ears like the name of a friend : I wish I had him here . I never in the longest march , said the Corporal , had so great a ...
... uncle Toby ; he has been bred up from an infant in the army , and the name of a soldier , Trim , sounded in his ears like the name of a friend : I wish I had him here . I never in the longest march , said the Corporal , had so great a ...
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Popular passages
Page 436 - O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Page 389 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 497 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Page 331 - Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man. And therefore, if a man write little, he had need have a great memory; if he confer little, he had need have a present wit: and if he read little, he had need have much cunning, to seem to know that he doth not. Histories make men wise; poets witty; the mathematics subtile; natural philosophy deep; moral grave; logic and rhetoric able to contend.
Page 220 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast- weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page 71 - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Page 460 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Page 496 - And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war: These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 387 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 387 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.