The speaker, or Miscellaneous pieces, selected from the best English writers. To which is prefixed An essay on elocution, by W. Enfield

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William Enfield
1804
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The Entry of Bolingbroke and XVIII The Progress of Life Shakespeare
264
Richard into London ibid
265
Life ibid
266
Hotspurs Description of a Fop ibid
267
Clarences Dream ibid
268
Queen Mab ibid
270
The Apothecary ibid
271
Ode to Evening Collins
272
Ode to Spring Mrs Barbauld
274
Domestic Love and Happiness Thomson
275
The Pleasures of Retirement ibid
277
Genius Akenside
279
Greatness ibid
281
Novelty ibid
283
The Story of Le Fevre Sterne
285
Yoricks Death ibid
297
The Beggars Petition
299
Elegy on the Death of an Unfortu nate Lady Pope
301
CHAP Page V Morning Hymn Milton
303
Satans Soliloquy ibid
304
Juba and Syphax Cato
309
Catos Soliloquy ibid
311
Southampton and Essex Earl of Essex
312
Jaffier and Pierre Venice Preservd
314
Edward and Warwick Earl of Warwick
317
Orlando and Adam Shakespeare
321
Scroop and Richard ibid
323
Hotspur and Glendower ibid
325
Hotspur reading a Letter ibid
328
Henry IVs Soliloquy on Sleep ibid
329
Henry IV and Prince Henry ibid
330
Henry V to his Soldiers ibid
333
Henry VI Warwick and Cardinal Beaufort ibid
335
Wolsey and Cromwell ibid
336
Lear ibid
339
Macbeths Soliloquy ibid
340
Macduff Malcolm and Rosse ibid
341
Antonys Soliloquy over Cæsars ibid
344
Antonys Funeral Oration over Cæ sars body ibid
345
The Quarrel of Brutus and Cassius ibid
347
Othello and Iago ibid
351
Hamlets Soliloquy on his Mothers Marriage ibid
356
Hamlet and Ghost ibid
357
Hamlets Soliloquy on Death ibid
360
Soliloquy of the King in Hamlet ib
361
Ode on St Cecilias Day Pope
362
Alexanders Feast Dryden
366
The Country Life Cowley
370
Health Parnell
372
On Pride Pope
374
Picture of a good Man Young
375

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Pàgina 264 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pàgina 262 - Or call up him that left half told The Story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Pàgina 243 - 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, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Yet ev'n these bones from insult to protect Some frail memorial still...
Pàgina 80 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight, is in privateness and retiring; for ornament, is in discourse; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business.
Pàgina 342 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue...
Pàgina 257 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Pàgina 218 - ... tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Pàgina 335 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Pàgina 311 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Pàgina 343 - 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...

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