The Elocutionist: A Collection of Pieces in Prose and Verse, Peculiarly Adapted to Display the Art of Reading |
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Strana xxx
... Gave to the cruel axe , a darling son ! Nay , some for virtue have entomb'd themselves , As he of Carthage - an immortal name ! But there is ONE - STEP - LEFT - above them all ! Above their history , above their fable ! A wife ! -bride ...
... Gave to the cruel axe , a darling son ! Nay , some for virtue have entomb'd themselves , As he of Carthage - an immortal name ! But there is ONE - STEP - LEFT - above them all ! Above their history , above their fable ! A wife ! -bride ...
Strana 15
... gave a slight glance with his eyes downwards upon the sleeve of his tunic - I felt the full force of the appeal . I acknow- ledge it , said I ; a coarse habit , and that but once in three years , with meagre diet - are no great matters ...
... gave a slight glance with his eyes downwards upon the sleeve of his tunic - I felt the full force of the appeal . I acknow- ledge it , said I ; a coarse habit , and that but once in three years , with meagre diet - are no great matters ...
Strana 18
... gave full scope to my imagination . I was going to begin with the millions of my fellow- creatures , born to no inheritance but slavery ; but finding , however affecting the picture was , that I could not bring it near me , and that the ...
... gave full scope to my imagination . I was going to begin with the millions of my fellow- creatures , born to no inheritance but slavery ; but finding , however affecting the picture was , that I could not bring it near me , and that the ...
Strana 21
... gave charge to his attendants to conduct the remaining citizens , with their families , through the camp of the English . Before they departed , however , they desired permission to take the last adieu of their deliverers . What a ...
... gave charge to his attendants to conduct the remaining citizens , with their families , through the camp of the English . Before they departed , however , they desired permission to take the last adieu of their deliverers . What a ...
Strana 32
... gave occasion to various fictions and conjectures . Some are of opinion , that they were changed into stars ; others imagine , that Anningait was seized in his passage by the genius of the rocks , and that Ajut was transformed into a ...
... gave occasion to various fictions and conjectures . Some are of opinion , that they were changed into stars ; others imagine , that Anningait was seized in his passage by the genius of the rocks , and that Ajut was transformed into a ...
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Časté výrazy a frázy
arms Bacchus battle beauty behold beneath Black Crows blood Bolus bosom brave breast breath bright brow Brutus bull Cæsar Chirsty clouds cried dark dead death deep delight dread earth Eliza Cook ERIN GO BRAGH eyes fair faithful father fear fire Gelert glory grave Greece hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry of Navarre honour hope hour king Laird land light live Lochiel Lochinvar lonely look look'd Lord loud mind morning Mount Lebanon ne'er Netherby never night o'er pale pass'd peace pibroch plain pride rage roar round Sally Brown shore sigh sleep smile soul sound spear spirit stars stood storm stream sweet sword tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought thunder tremble Twas uncle Toby voice waves weep wild wind words young
Populárne pasáže
Strana 236 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide; To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame...
Strana xvii - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Strana 245 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness...
Strana 351 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Strana 329 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
Strana 235 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees, the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke : How jocund did they drive their team afield...
Strana 173 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Strana 350 - 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. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Strana 216 - Far flashed the red artillery ! But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy.
Strana 349 - No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...