A Practical Rhetoric: For Instruction in English Composition and Revision in Colleges and Intermediate SchoolsHenry Holt, 1886 - 381 من الصفحات |
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... richer fellow in the race of life . " ( 35. ) 87. With this ambition was united a will that uncon- trolled , made him stubborn and disagreeable . " ( 65. ) 88. " Just before the story opens , the present 38 PRACTICAL RHETORIC .
... richer fellow in the race of life . " ( 35. ) 87. With this ambition was united a will that uncon- trolled , made him stubborn and disagreeable . " ( 65. ) 88. " Just before the story opens , the present 38 PRACTICAL RHETORIC .
الصفحة 39
... story opens , the present lord had succeeded his brother as marquis of lossie . " ( 9. ) 89. " The life of Peter the great is intensely interest- ing . " ( 10. ) 90. " Though a navy is well called a sea army ; yet in a political sense ...
... story opens , the present lord had succeeded his brother as marquis of lossie . " ( 9. ) 89. " The life of Peter the great is intensely interest- ing . " ( 10. ) 90. " Though a navy is well called a sea army ; yet in a political sense ...
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... story , occurred during the Revolution . " ( 106a . ) 108. " At this the questioner exclaimed ' Oh , then , you are ... stories are found in the Gesta Romanorum . " " ( 108. ) 111. " Instead of a generous unselfish person we find a hard ...
... story , occurred during the Revolution . " ( 106a . ) 108. " At this the questioner exclaimed ' Oh , then , you are ... stories are found in the Gesta Romanorum . " " ( 108. ) 111. " Instead of a generous unselfish person we find a hard ...
الصفحة 42
... stories ; sang songs ; gathered water - lilies , and caught now and then a fish . " ( 72. ) 140. " And so on entering the school I had written upon the board a list of rules . " ( 65. ) 141. " After rowing from point to point we ...
... stories ; sang songs ; gathered water - lilies , and caught now and then a fish . " ( 72. ) 140. " And so on entering the school I had written upon the board a list of rules . " ( 65. ) 141. " After rowing from point to point we ...
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... story we find the parlors of the ladies ' societies , who ( 122 ) hold that if the young men are the foundation they are the crowning glory . " 21. " They had either to sentence him to be hung or ( 137 ) admit that he was not a spy . 99 ...
... story we find the parlors of the ladies ' societies , who ( 122 ) hold that if the young men are the foundation they are the crowning glory . " 21. " They had either to sentence him to be hung or ( 137 ) admit that he was not a spy . 99 ...
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الصفحة 148 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
الصفحة 151 - 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 316 - There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honor for his valor; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman?
الصفحة 336 - 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 149 - 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...
الصفحة 356 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
الصفحة 350 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
الصفحة 308 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven, and climb above the clouds : but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant — descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the...
الصفحة 194 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river: For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
الصفحة 145 - She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She seemed a creature fresh from the hand of God, and waiting for the breath of life; not one who had lived and suffered death.