An Elocutionary Manual: With an Introductory Essay on the Study of Literature, and on Vocal Culture in Its Relation to an Aesthetic Appreciation of PoetryC. Desilver, 1875 - 432 sider |
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... thee , put into yonder port , For I fear a hurricane . " Last night the moon had a golden ring , And to - night no moon we see . ” The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe , And a scornful laugh laughed he . Colder and louder blew the ...
... thee , put into yonder port , For I fear a hurricane . " Last night the moon had a golden ring , And to - night no moon we see . ” The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe , And a scornful laugh laughed he . Colder and louder blew the ...
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... thee the sweetest , and loved thee the best ; And now thou art dead , shall I not take thy part As thy smiles used to do for thyself , my sweet Heart My Kate ? LITERATURE AND LEARNING , IN THE REIGN OF CHARLES II MY KATE . 115.
... thee the sweetest , and loved thee the best ; And now thou art dead , shall I not take thy part As thy smiles used to do for thyself , my sweet Heart My Kate ? LITERATURE AND LEARNING , IN THE REIGN OF CHARLES II MY KATE . 115.
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... thee , Ben- jamin , among thy people ; out of Machir came down governors , and out of Zebulun they that handle the pen of the writer . And the princes of Issachar were with Deborah ; even Issachar , and also Barak : he was sent on foot ...
... thee , Ben- jamin , among thy people ; out of Machir came down governors , and out of Zebulun they that handle the pen of the writer . And the princes of Issachar were with Deborah ; even Issachar , and also Barak : he was sent on foot ...
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... thee ? Such feeling pressed upon my soul , A feeling sanctified By one soft trickling tear that stole From the Maiden at my side ; Less tribute could she pay than this , Borne gaily o'er the sea , Fresh from the beauty and the bliss Of ...
... thee ? Such feeling pressed upon my soul , A feeling sanctified By one soft trickling tear that stole From the Maiden at my side ; Less tribute could she pay than this , Borne gaily o'er the sea , Fresh from the beauty and the bliss Of ...
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... thee ; she is a fen Of stagnant waters ; altar , sword , and pen , Fireside , the heroic wealth of hall and bower , Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness . We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up , return to us ...
... thee ; she is a fen Of stagnant waters ; altar , sword , and pen , Fireside , the heroic wealth of hall and bower , Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness . We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up , return to us ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON arms beauty bells beloved sleep beneath blow breath Chaucer's Christabel church Clara Vere clouds dark dead death deep doth dream dying earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING English Excalibur eyes face fair father feeling flowers give giveth His beloved glory Goethe hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven human imagination King Arthur lady lake language leave light literature living look marble mighty mind moon mountains nature never Nevermore night noble o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES Othello palimpsest panther poem poet poetry Praxiteles roll round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE seemed Shakspeare sing Sir Bedivere Sisera smiling soft song soul sound speak spirit stars strange sweet sword tears tell thee thing THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY THOMAS DE QUINCEY thou thought truth unto Vere de Vere verse voice wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woman word
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Side 334 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose ; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare ; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Side 250 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Side 379 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Side 188 - Then Herod, when he saw that he was mocked of the wise men, was exceeding wroth, and sent forth and slew all the children that were in Bethlehem, and in all the coasts thereof, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had diligently inquired of the wise men.
Side 400 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Side 396 - Mark you this, Bassanio, The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
Side 238 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Side 190 - And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father...
Side 306 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he, not...
Side 420 - God bless us ! ' and ' Amen ' the other ; As ' they had seen me with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear, I could not say ' Amen,' When they did say ' God bless us !