Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, as Well as for the Perusal of Persons of Taste : with an Appendix, Containing Concise Lessons on a New Plan, and Principles of English GrammarC. Elliot, 1789 - 398 pàgines |
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Pàgina 26
... fpirit was in a continual ferment , occafion- ed by the confufion of his own private affairs and by the horrours of his guilty confcience ; both which he had brought upon himself by living the life above defcribed . He was encouraged in ...
... fpirit was in a continual ferment , occafion- ed by the confufion of his own private affairs and by the horrours of his guilty confcience ; both which he had brought upon himself by living the life above defcribed . He was encouraged in ...
Pàgina 38
... fpirit of de raction , which endeavours to render the boy who applies to books , and to all the duties and proper bufinefs of the fchool , ridiculous . You will fee , by the light of your rea- reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied ...
... fpirit of de raction , which endeavours to render the boy who applies to books , and to all the duties and proper bufinefs of the fchool , ridiculous . You will fee , by the light of your rea- reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied ...
Pàgina 47
... fpirit . It is the refource of one who wants courage to avow his defigns , or to rest upon himself . Where- as opennefs of character difplays that generous boldness which ought to diftinguish youth . To fet out in which SECT . II . 47 ...
... fpirit . It is the refource of one who wants courage to avow his defigns , or to rest upon himself . Where- as opennefs of character difplays that generous boldness which ought to diftinguish youth . To fet out in which SECT . II . 47 ...
Pàgina 69
... fpirit different from that which is the caufe or the effect of fimple jollity . In a word , I thought I beheld religion mixing in the dance ; but , as I had never feen her fo engaged , I fhould have looked upon it now as one of the ...
... fpirit different from that which is the caufe or the effect of fimple jollity . In a word , I thought I beheld religion mixing in the dance ; but , as I had never feen her fo engaged , I fhould have looked upon it now as one of the ...
Pàgina 80
... fpirit , it is neceflary for you to get rid of them as faft as poffible . You must fhut your heart against the Mufes , and be content to feed your understanding with plain household truths . In fhort , you must not attempt to enlarge ...
... fpirit , it is neceflary for you to get rid of them as faft as poffible . You must fhut your heart against the Mufes , and be content to feed your understanding with plain household truths . In fhort , you must not attempt to enlarge ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 375 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Pàgina 321 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pàgina 209 - One morn I missed him on the customed 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 Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pàgina 220 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Pàgina 109 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
Pàgina 353 - tis no matter ; 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 that word honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? He that died o
Pàgina 323 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Pàgina 336 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Pàgina 321 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Pàgina 187 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.