The Speaker; Or, Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteW. Clowes, 1827 - 346 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة iv
... spirit to sustain , And light up glory through her wide domain ; Their various tastes in diff'rent arts display'd , Like temper'd harmony of lignt and shade , With friendly union in one mass shall blend , And this adorn the state , and ...
... spirit to sustain , And light up glory through her wide domain ; Their various tastes in diff'rent arts display'd , Like temper'd harmony of lignt and shade , With friendly union in one mass shall blend , And this adorn the state , and ...
الصفحة xviii
... spirit of every sentence , and to adhere as nearly as possible to the manner in which we distinguish one word from another in conversation ; for in familiar discourse we scarcely ever fail to express our selves emphatically , or place ...
... spirit of every sentence , and to adhere as nearly as possible to the manner in which we distinguish one word from another in conversation ; for in familiar discourse we scarcely ever fail to express our selves emphatically , or place ...
الصفحة xix
... moves it is run down . Without pauses , the spirit of what is delivered must be lost , and the sense must appear confused , and may even be misrepresented in a manner most absurd and contradictory . There have ESSAY ON ELOCUTION . xix.
... moves it is run down . Without pauses , the spirit of what is delivered must be lost , and the sense must appear confused , and may even be misrepresented in a manner most absurd and contradictory . There have ESSAY ON ELOCUTION . xix.
الصفحة 12
... Spirits are not finely touch'd , But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence , But , like a thrifty goddess , she determines Herself the glory of a creditor , Both thanks and use . What stronger ...
... Spirits are not finely touch'd , But to fine issues : nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence , But , like a thrifty goddess , she determines Herself the glory of a creditor , Both thanks and use . What stronger ...
الصفحة 37
... spirit , Ascribes his gettings to his parts and merit ; What late he call'd a blessing , now was wit , And God's good providence , a lucky hit . Things change their titles , as our manners turn . His counting - house employ'd the Sunday ...
... spirit , Ascribes his gettings to his parts and merit ; What late he call'd a blessing , now was wit , And God's good providence , a lucky hit . Things change their titles , as our manners turn . His counting - house employ'd the Sunday ...
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الصفحة 91 - 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.
الصفحة 155 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
الصفحة 229 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 248 - Or call up him that left half told The Story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
الصفحة 254 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
الصفحة 245 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, 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 242 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 244 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
الصفحة 335 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law.
الصفحة 250 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.