A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - 360 sider |
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Side 24
... Happiness is confèrred upon us , not earned by ourselves — it is the result of grace , not of works ; it is óffered to all , though some may mistake the path that leads to it . " The rising modulation is required in negative and con ...
... Happiness is confèrred upon us , not earned by ourselves — it is the result of grace , not of works ; it is óffered to all , though some may mistake the path that leads to it . " The rising modulation is required in negative and con ...
Side 91
... happiness might at length befall you . But there is , as yet , no sign of it . Startling providences have passed over you , but they have not frightened you out of your evil habits ; and , from time to time , amiable and en- gaging ...
... happiness might at length befall you . But there is , as yet , no sign of it . Startling providences have passed over you , but they have not frightened you out of your evil habits ; and , from time to time , amiable and en- gaging ...
Side 96
... happier than our- selves that we should like to be buried in that distant grove , and forget , for a while , in silence and in solitude , the distractions of the world - that we should like to repose by yon beautiful rivulet , and ...
... happier than our- selves that we should like to be buried in that distant grove , and forget , for a while , in silence and in solitude , the distractions of the world - that we should like to repose by yon beautiful rivulet , and ...
Side 97
... happier far if born to a humbler station , -I had been trained to the peace and innocence of poverty . Am I immersed in business ? I repine at the fatigues of employment , and envy the lot of those who have every hour at their disposal ...
... happier far if born to a humbler station , -I had been trained to the peace and innocence of poverty . Am I immersed in business ? I repine at the fatigues of employment , and envy the lot of those who have every hour at their disposal ...
Side 99
... happiness of actual possession . The present is but an instant of time . The moment that we call it our own it abandons us . It is not the actual sensation which occupies the mind . It is what is to come next . Man lives in futurity ...
... happiness of actual possession . The present is but an instant of time . The moment that we call it our own it abandons us . It is not the actual sensation which occupies the mind . It is what is to come next . Man lives in futurity ...
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Æneid ages Altorf animal antithesis Archimedes screw arithmetical precision arms beauty breath Cæsar Cato Chalmers character Christian clouds creation dark death deep delight Divíne Dr Chalmers dynasty earth elocution emphatic eternity existence expression fancy father fear feel flowers force Gelert genius give glory grace hand happy hath heard heart heaven honour human impressive inflection intellectual interrogative word king labour land language less light live look Lord Lord Byron ment merely mind moral motley fool mysterious nature never o'er object ocean oracles orator pass passions peace peculiar phatic poet poetry present principle quadruped race racter reader religion reptiles revealed rising modulation scene Scotland sense sentence soul speak species spirit sweet tell thee things Thomas Chalmers thou thought tical tion Trophonius truth virtue voice waves Wellington whole word
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Side 45 - Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Side 283 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Side 330 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Side 114 - The depth saith, It is not in me; and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Side 265 - Is it far away in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Side 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Side 275 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Side 94 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — '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...
Side 208 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Side 299 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.