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الصفحة 6
... eye ; and the Rhetorical Pause , dictated by the sense , and therefore addressed to the ear . It is taken for granted that the learner is already acquainted with the first , which renders it unnecessary to give any explanation of it ...
... eye ; and the Rhetorical Pause , dictated by the sense , and therefore addressed to the ear . It is taken for granted that the learner is already acquainted with the first , which renders it unnecessary to give any explanation of it ...
الصفحة 7
... eye a scale of speaking tones , similar to that used in music . 7 6 6 5 High Pitch . 5 4 4 3 Middle Pitch . 3 2 1 2 Low Pitch . Let the learner commence in as low a bass - key as possible , and count up the diagram , rising a tone ...
... eye a scale of speaking tones , similar to that used in music . 7 6 6 5 High Pitch . 5 4 4 3 Middle Pitch . 3 2 1 2 Low Pitch . Let the learner commence in as low a bass - key as possible , and count up the diagram , rising a tone ...
الصفحة 9
... eyes to the wall , and see his father's sword . | Whose sword is that ? | he will say . The soul of his mother is sad . | Who is that , like the hart of the desert , | in the murmur of his course ? | His eyes look wildly round | in ...
... eyes to the wall , and see his father's sword . | Whose sword is that ? | he will say . The soul of his mother is sad . | Who is that , like the hart of the desert , | in the murmur of his course ? | His eyes look wildly round | in ...
الصفحة 20
... eyes every way , and saw a being of mighty stature advancing through the valley , whom they knew , on his nearer ... eye pardon my confusion . I entreat a little brook , which in summer shall never dry , and in winter shall never ...
... eyes every way , and saw a being of mighty stature advancing through the valley , whom they knew , on his nearer ... eye pardon my confusion . I entreat a little brook , which in summer shall never dry , and in winter shall never ...
الصفحة 26
... eyes to his rashness and his folly . " Wretch that I am ! I alone am to blame . I could not comprehend the admonition which my innocent and most faith- ful friend gave me , and I have sacrificed him for his zeal . He wished only to ...
... eyes to his rashness and his folly . " Wretch that I am ! I alone am to blame . I could not comprehend the admonition which my innocent and most faith- ful friend gave me , and I have sacrificed him for his zeal . He wished only to ...
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الصفحة 331 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
الصفحة 159 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply ; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
الصفحة 281 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
الصفحة 300 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
الصفحة 285 - No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
الصفحة 253 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
الصفحة 159 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
الصفحة 298 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
الصفحة 281 - Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who having eyes see not, and having ears hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
الصفحة 187 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.