Elements of Expression, Vocal and PhysicalSt. Benedict's College, 1896 - 360 من الصفحات |
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... grave , and sing He is gone away . To few chords and sad and low Sing we so . Be our eyes fixed on the grass Shadow - veiled as the years pass , While we think of all that was In the long ago . C. G. Rossetti . CHAPTER II . ACTION . By ...
... grave , and sing He is gone away . To few chords and sad and low Sing we so . Be our eyes fixed on the grass Shadow - veiled as the years pass , While we think of all that was In the long ago . C. G. Rossetti . CHAPTER II . ACTION . By ...
الصفحة 46
... grave , where such glory is shrined- O'er a monument fame will preserve , ' mong the urns Of the wisest , the bravest , the best of mankind ! 0. 00. U. Those hearts of ours - what fools ! what fools ! How they laugh at wisdom her cant ...
... grave , where such glory is shrined- O'er a monument fame will preserve , ' mong the urns Of the wisest , the bravest , the best of mankind ! 0. 00. U. Those hearts of ours - what fools ! what fools ! How they laugh at wisdom her cant ...
الصفحة 73
... Grave . The Grave , it is deep and soundless , And canopied over with clouds ; And trackless and dim and boundless Is the Unknown Land that it shrouds . Yet everywhere else shall mortals For peace unavailingly roam : FORCE . 73.
... Grave . The Grave , it is deep and soundless , And canopied over with clouds ; And trackless and dim and boundless Is the Unknown Land that it shrouds . Yet everywhere else shall mortals For peace unavailingly roam : FORCE . 73.
الصفحة 75
... grave- clothed all in Death . - Charles Warren Stoddard . The Moderate differs only in a slight degree from the Subdued . It is commonly used in conversation and un- excited speech . Brutus . Examples . From Julius Cæsar . Act IV ...
... grave- clothed all in Death . - Charles Warren Stoddard . The Moderate differs only in a slight degree from the Subdued . It is commonly used in conversation and un- excited speech . Brutus . Examples . From Julius Cæsar . Act IV ...
الصفحة 83
... grave ? Did you lie six months in that gloomy vault ? Once I heard your voice there . Is this too a strong hallucination ? " The old man sank back on his pillow and gazed at her wild- ly : - " Phantom ! Begone ! " - in a terrible voice ...
... grave ? Did you lie six months in that gloomy vault ? Once I heard your voice there . Is this too a strong hallucination ? " The old man sank back on his pillow and gazed at her wild- ly : - " Phantom ! Begone ! " - in a terrible voice ...
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Adelaide Alfred Austin Amphibrach Anapest angels arms beauty blood brave breast breath bright Brutus Cædmon Cæsar Christian cloud colors Coriolanus dark dead dear death dream of home earth elocution emotion Examples expression eyes fall Falstaff farewell Father Ryan fear feet forgive friends gesture glory gone grace grave hand Hark hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour Iambus Ina Coolbrith J. C. Mangan John Boyle O'Reilly Julius Cæsar Kenelm Henry Digby king light lips living look Lord Merchant of Venice Moore mother Narwhale nature never night o'er ORAL CONSONANT pause peace poet Pope pray prayer Procter Queen rhythm roar Shakespeare shore sigh silence sing sleep sorrow soul sound speak Spondee stars sweet sword syllable accented tears tell thee thought thunder to-day tone tongue Trochee verse voice weary wind words
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الصفحة 244 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
الصفحة 181 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England; This nurse, this teeming womb of royal...
الصفحة 146 - Is this a dagger, which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind; a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw.
الصفحة 247 - Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster...
الصفحة 210 - 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,
الصفحة 240 - O ! such a deed As from the body of contraction plucks The very soul, and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words ; heaven's face doth glow, Yea, this solidity and compound mass, With tristful visage, as against the doom, Is thought-sick at the act. Queen. Ay me ! what act, That roars so loud and thunders in the index ? Ham. Look here, upon this picture, and on this ; The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
الصفحة 221 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
الصفحة 115 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
الصفحة 150 - Shylock, we would have moneys:' you say so; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold; moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say 'Hath a dog money? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
الصفحة 157 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...