The New Speaker. With an Essay on ElocutionSaunders, Otley, and Company, 1861 - 395 pages |
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... consonants . " These breath consonants are named by some pure mutes , whilst the voice con- sonants are termed impure or flat mutes . But why call them mutes , if , in forming them , the voice can be heard ? All consonants may be ...
... consonants . " These breath consonants are named by some pure mutes , whilst the voice con- sonants are termed impure or flat mutes . But why call them mutes , if , in forming them , the voice can be heard ? All consonants may be ...
Page 35
... consonants s and z " represent " the position of the end of the tongue near the upper teeth , and when pronounced ... consonant s , too strong a use of the sibilant should be avoided , unless the pas- sage is of so nervous a character as ...
... consonants s and z " represent " the position of the end of the tongue near the upper teeth , and when pronounced ... consonant s , too strong a use of the sibilant should be avoided , unless the pas- sage is of so nervous a character as ...
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... consonant z supplies its place ; the a here being equivalent to gz , whilst in the word vex it is equiva- lent to ks . Sh has two sounds , one with the hissing sound , as in shall , show ; the other with the buzzing sound as in measure ...
... consonant z supplies its place ; the a here being equivalent to gz , whilst in the word vex it is equiva- lent to ks . Sh has two sounds , one with the hissing sound , as in shall , show ; the other with the buzzing sound as in measure ...
Page 37
... consonant " * Exercises on the aspirate , and , indeed , upon all the consonant and vowel sounds , are of extreme utility . - See Exercises in the Appendix . " Ng , " says Dr. Latham , " is no true consonant , but a vowel of a peculiar ...
... consonant " * Exercises on the aspirate , and , indeed , upon all the consonant and vowel sounds , are of extreme utility . - See Exercises in the Appendix . " Ng , " says Dr. Latham , " is no true consonant , but a vowel of a peculiar ...
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... consonants in English are rare , for in the words pitted , stabbing , massy , & c . , there is no real reduplication ... consonant combi- nations is an excellent means of acquiring a full and distinct enunciation of the more difficult ...
... consonants in English are rare , for in the words pitted , stabbing , massy , & c . , there is no real reduplication ... consonant combi- nations is an excellent means of acquiring a full and distinct enunciation of the more difficult ...
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Page 250 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Page 179 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air...
Page 229 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss. Though winning near the goal — yet do not grieve: She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss; For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love!
Page 358 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 357 - 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 Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 237 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Page 135 - But the Consul's brow was sad, And the Consul's speech was low, And darkly looked he at the wall, And darkly at the foe. " Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge. What hope to save the town...
Page 238 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they { Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts : — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Page 216 - Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure, ' Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come; but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Page 252 - Must we but weep o'er days more blest ? Must we but blush ? — Our fathers bled. Earth ! render back from out thy breast A remnant of our Spartan dead ! Of the three hundred grant but three, To make a new Thermopylae...