Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 strán (strany) |
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Strana 30
... affected grin and sour- Dess . The upper lip is drawn up with an air of disdain . The arms are set akimbo on the hips ; and the right hand now and then thrown out toward the object , as if one were going to strike another a slight back ...
... affected grin and sour- Dess . The upper lip is drawn up with an air of disdain . The arms are set akimbo on the hips ; and the right hand now and then thrown out toward the object , as if one were going to strike another a slight back ...
Strana 34
... affected courage , isloud , blustering , threat- ening . The eyes stare ; the eyebrows drawn down ; the face red and bloated ; the mouth pouts out ; the voice hol- low and thundering ; the arms are set akimbo ; the head often nodding in ...
... affected courage , isloud , blustering , threat- ening . The eyes stare ; the eyebrows drawn down ; the face red and bloated ; the mouth pouts out ; the voice hol- low and thundering ; the arms are set akimbo ; the head often nodding in ...
Strana 37
... affected figures of specch ; all simplicity , humility and lowliness , such as becomes a reptile of the dust , when presuming to address Him , whose greatness is tremen- -dous beyond all created conception . In intercession for our ...
... affected figures of specch ; all simplicity , humility and lowliness , such as becomes a reptile of the dust , when presuming to address Him , whose greatness is tremen- -dous beyond all created conception . In intercession for our ...
Strana 39
... affects . Affectation of learning gives a stiff formality to the whole person . The words come stalking out with the pace of a funeral procession ; and every sentence has the solemnity of an oracle . Affec- tation of piety turns up the ...
... affects . Affectation of learning gives a stiff formality to the whole person . The words come stalking out with the pace of a funeral procession ; and every sentence has the solemnity of an oracle . Affec- tation of piety turns up the ...
Strana 40
... affected bravado , disgraces the bloated countenance . The mouth open , tumbles out nonsense in heaps , without articulation enough for any ear to take it in , and unwor- . thy of attention , if it could be taken in . The head seems too ...
... affected bravado , disgraces the bloated countenance . The mouth open , tumbles out nonsense in heaps , without articulation enough for any ear to take it in , and unwor- . thy of attention , if it could be taken in . The head seems too ...
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action admire appear arms beauty behold blood body breast Brutus Carthaginians Cesar charm Cicero Clodius creatures Curiatii daugh dear death delight Dovedale e'en earth enemy eternal eyes fair father fear fortune friends give glory gods grace hand happy hath head hear heart heaven honor hope hour human Jugurtha kind king Lady G laws live look Lord mankind manner master ment Micipsa Milo mind morning nature never night noble Numidia o'er once pain passion Patricians peace person pleasure Plebeian Pompey praetor praise privy counsellor Rhadamanthus rise Roman Rome Sardinia sense Sicily side smile soldiers soul sound Spain speak spirit sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thousand tion Trim truth Twas uncle Toby Urim and Thummim virtue voice whole word young youth
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Strana 349 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble...
Strana 230 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
Strana 374 - 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.
Strana 373 - 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.
Strana 356 - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
Strana 366 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Strana 231 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Strana 254 - 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...
Strana 262 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
Strana 363 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...