The elocutionist, a collection of pieces in prose and verse [by various authors, ed.] by J.S. KnowlesJames Sheridan Knowles 1831 |
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... Soul Drummond , 277 Hugh Hutton , 278 Byron , 279 What shall separate us from the Love of Christ ? Drummond , 280 Confidence in God Charity Peace . David and Goliath Henry Moore , 280 Pope , 281 Addison , 282 Drummond , 283 George ...
... Soul Drummond , 277 Hugh Hutton , 278 Byron , 279 What shall separate us from the Love of Christ ? Drummond , 280 Confidence in God Charity Peace . David and Goliath Henry Moore , 280 Pope , 281 Addison , 282 Drummond , 283 George ...
Strana xiii
... Soul Confidence in God Charity . Peace . David and Goliath Henry Moore , 280 Pope , 281 Addison , 282 Drummond , 283 George Herbert , 284 Mrs. Hemans , 285 • Drummond , 287 Anonymous , 291 Southey , 292 Drummond , 205 The Cross in the ...
... Soul Confidence in God Charity . Peace . David and Goliath Henry Moore , 280 Pope , 281 Addison , 282 Drummond , 283 George Herbert , 284 Mrs. Hemans , 285 • Drummond , 287 Anonymous , 291 Southey , 292 Drummond , 205 The Cross in the ...
Strana xxv
... soul can exert herself in many different ways of action : she can understand ' , will ' , imagine ' - see ' and hear - love ' and dis- course - and apply herself to many other like exercises of different kinds and natures ' . Here we ...
... soul can exert herself in many different ways of action : she can understand ' , will ' , imagine ' - see ' and hear - love ' and dis- course - and apply herself to many other like exercises of different kinds and natures ' . Here we ...
Strana 18
... soul . - I burst into tears . I could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn . Sterne . Reyno and Alpin . Reyno . THE wind and rain are over ; calm is the noon of day . The clouds are divided in heaven ; over ...
... soul . - I burst into tears . I could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn . Sterne . Reyno and Alpin . Reyno . THE wind and rain are over ; calm is the noon of day . The clouds are divided in heaven ; over ...
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... soul . - I burst into tears . - I could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn . Sterne . Reyno and Alpin . Reyno . THE wind and rain are over ; calm is the noon of day . The clouds are divided in heaven ; over ...
... soul . - I burst into tears . - I could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn . Sterne . Reyno and Alpin . Reyno . THE wind and rain are over ; calm is the noon of day . The clouds are divided in heaven ; over ...
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Časté výrazy a frázy
Ajut Anningait arms battle Battle of Hohenlinden behold blessing blood blood atone bosom breath bright brow Caius Verres Calais clouds cold cried dark daugh dead death deep delight dread dream earth ERIN GO BRAGH Eugene Aram father fear feel fire friends gaze Gelert Glenara glory grave grief hand happiness hast hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour human inflection Jaspar knew land light Llewellyn's Lochinvar lonely look look'd Lord Byron Lord William loud mind mother nature Netherby never night numbers o'er orphan boy pale pass'd peace pibroch poor pride proud rise round scene shore shout sigh sleep smile soul sound spirit stars steed storm stream sweet sword tears thee thine thing thou thought thousand thunder tremble Twas twill uncle Toby virtue voice waves ween weep wild wind words youth
Populárne pasáže
Strana 217 - ONCE more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with the English dead! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, Then, imitate the action of the tiger;
Strana 139 - tempests!—in all time— Calm or convulsed, in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving—boundless, endless, and sublime! The image of Eternity!—the throne Of the invisible!—Even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made! Each zone Obeys thee! Thou goest forth, dread! fathomless! alone! The
Strana 2 - two principal parts, the one commencing, or introductory, and the other concluding. This will appear at once, if the reader will only construct a series upon the commencing part of any of the above examples. For instance, with regard to the very first— *' If to do, were as easy as to know what were good
Strana 207 - Which way I fly is hell! myself am hell! Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven! Oh, then, at last relent! is there no place Left for repentance ? none for pardon left ? None left
Strana 217 - Still, in thy right hand carry gentle peace, Corruption wins not more than honesty. To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then, if thou fall'st, O Cromwell,
Strana 218 - And bid them speak for me. But, were I Brutus, Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor, poor, dumb mouths! And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue In every wound of Ca?sar, that should move The stones of Rome to rise
Strana 143 - One morn I miss'd him on the accustom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree: Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he: " The next—with dirges due, in sad array,
Strana 131 - So light to the saddle before her he sprung! " She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow!" quoth young Lochinvar. One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stood
Strana 90 - minds of your adversaries, to over-run them with the mercenary sons of rapine and plunder, devoting them and their possessions to the rapacity of hireling cruelty. If I were an American—as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay
Strana 131 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Fosters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran; There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lea, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see! So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? A Beth Gelert.