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... less capable of being communicated by writing , and has been , therefore , less improved than the other departments of our language ; thus , while the principles and practice of composition in every possible variety of style , have been ...
... less capable of being communicated by writing , and has been , therefore , less improved than the other departments of our language ; thus , while the principles and practice of composition in every possible variety of style , have been ...
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... less general utility than the common inflexions , we shall briefly notice an example of each , and proceed with the more important parts of the subject . Monotone may be defined to be , a continuation or sameness of sound , upon certain ...
... less general utility than the common inflexions , we shall briefly notice an example of each , and proceed with the more important parts of the subject . Monotone may be defined to be , a continuation or sameness of sound , upon certain ...
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... less dam'sel ! some time ' ( but not now ) I may hear thy sorrows from thy own lips - but , I was deceiv'ed ; fo'r / that mo`ment she took her pipe , and told me such a tale of w`oe / wi'th it , that I rose up ' , and / † with broken ...
... less dam'sel ! some time ' ( but not now ) I may hear thy sorrows from thy own lips - but , I was deceiv'ed ; fo'r / that mo`ment she took her pipe , and told me such a tale of w`oe / wi'th it , that I rose up ' , and / † with broken ...
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... less as her lover ' ; and she had got a little dôg / in lieu of him , which she kept tied by a strin'g / to her gir'dle ; as I looked at her dog ' , she drew him towards her with the string- " Thou shalt not leave me , S'ylvio , " said ...
... less as her lover ' ; and she had got a little dôg / in lieu of him , which she kept tied by a strin'g / to her gir'dle ; as I looked at her dog ' , she drew him towards her with the string- " Thou shalt not leave me , S'ylvio , " said ...
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... less , ma`iden ! —imbibe the o'il and win`e / which the compas'sion of a str'anger ( as he journeyeth on his way ' ) now pours into thy wounds the Being , who has twice` bruised ' thee , can on`ly bind them up for ever` . LIBERTY AND ...
... less , ma`iden ! —imbibe the o'il and win`e / which the compas'sion of a str'anger ( as he journeyeth on his way ' ) now pours into thy wounds the Being , who has twice` bruised ' thee , can on`ly bind them up for ever` . LIBERTY AND ...
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The Rhetorical Reader; Consisting of Choice Specimens in Oratorical ... John Hall Hindmarsh Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1862 |
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Side 102 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Side 104 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse.
Side 249 - THERE was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which 'spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Side 314 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Side 86 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Side 104 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Side 255 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Side 158 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Side 291 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid ; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum...
Side 106 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large...