Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 من الصفحات |
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... friendship , Art of Speaking , 68 16. Dionysius and Damocles , ib . 69 17. Character of Cataline , Sallust , 70 18. Avarice and Luxury , Spectator , 71 19. Hercules ' choice , Tatler , 72 20. Will Honeycomb's Spectator , Spectator , 75 ...
... friendship , Art of Speaking , 68 16. Dionysius and Damocles , ib . 69 17. Character of Cataline , Sallust , 70 18. Avarice and Luxury , Spectator , 71 19. Hercules ' choice , Tatler , 72 20. Will Honeycomb's Spectator , Spectator , 75 ...
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... friend . He should also frequently recite compositions memoriter . This method has several advantages : It obliges the speaker to dwell upon the idea which he is to express , and hereby enables him to discern their particular meaning ...
... friend . He should also frequently recite compositions memoriter . This method has several advantages : It obliges the speaker to dwell upon the idea which he is to express , and hereby enables him to discern their particular meaning ...
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... friends . The young are slaves to novelty , the old to custom . No preacher is so successful as time . It gives a turn of thought to the aged , which it was impossible to in- spire while they were young . Every man , however little ...
... friends . The young are slaves to novelty , the old to custom . No preacher is so successful as time . It gives a turn of thought to the aged , which it was impossible to in- spire while they were young . Every man , however little ...
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... friend , offends your delicacy . Avoid a hasty reply ; and beware of opening your discontent to the first person you meet . When you are cool it will vanish , and leave no impres- sion . The most profitable revenge , the most rational ...
... friend , offends your delicacy . Avoid a hasty reply ; and beware of opening your discontent to the first person you meet . When you are cool it will vanish , and leave no impres- sion . The most profitable revenge , the most rational ...
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... friends , by whom you can govern him . The first ingredient in conversation is truth ; the next good sense ; the third good humor ; the last , wit . The great error in conversation is , to be fonder of speaking than of hearing . Few ...
... friends , by whom you can govern him . The first ingredient in conversation is truth ; the next good sense ; the third good humor ; the last , wit . The great error in conversation is , to be fonder of speaking than of hearing . Few ...
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الصفحة 349 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd 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...
الصفحة 230 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
الصفحة 374 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
الصفحة 373 - 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.
الصفحة 356 - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
الصفحة 366 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
الصفحة 231 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
الصفحة 254 - Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
الصفحة 262 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
الصفحة 363 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...