The Science and Art of Elocution and Oratory: Containing Specimens of the Eloquence of the Pulpit, the Bar, the Stage, the Legislative Hall, and the BattlefieldC. M. Saxton, 1858 - 407 pàgines |
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... Lord Ullin's Daughter , Eulogy on Hamilton , Battle of Warsaw , Emmet's Last Speech , Antony's Oration over Cæsar , False and True Energy , Rum's Maniac , • Scene at the Great Natural Bridge , A Word in Kindness , Man and Woman , Speech ...
... Lord Ullin's Daughter , Eulogy on Hamilton , Battle of Warsaw , Emmet's Last Speech , Antony's Oration over Cæsar , False and True Energy , Rum's Maniac , • Scene at the Great Natural Bridge , A Word in Kindness , Man and Woman , Speech ...
Pàgina 17
... Lord Mansfield and Lord Chatham studied Elocution in their boyhood , and the result was , that their melodious voices and graceful action held and charmed their auditors . Dean Kirwan studied closely the principles of delivery , thus ...
... Lord Mansfield and Lord Chatham studied Elocution in their boyhood , and the result was , that their melodious voices and graceful action held and charmed their auditors . Dean Kirwan studied closely the principles of delivery , thus ...
Pàgina 34
... Lord . 4. O thou that rollest above . The deep sea moans . 5. Roll on , ye dark brown years . 6. On the cold cheek of death , smiles and roses are blending . And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb . 7. Ye clouds , that gorgeously ...
... Lord . 4. O thou that rollest above . The deep sea moans . 5. Roll on , ye dark brown years . 6. On the cold cheek of death , smiles and roses are blending . And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb . 7. Ye clouds , that gorgeously ...
Pàgina 39
... Lord God . 3. She mingled her tears with the torrents that froze as they fell . 4. O thou disconsolate widow and mourner on the shores of time . 5. Talk not of pardon there revealed ; No , not for me - it is too late ; Too late ! too ...
... Lord God . 3. She mingled her tears with the torrents that froze as they fell . 4. O thou disconsolate widow and mourner on the shores of time . 5. Talk not of pardon there revealed ; No , not for me - it is too late ; Too late ! too ...
Pàgina 56
... Like some dark , beauteous bird , whose plume , Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes , That sacred gloom , those fires divine , So grand , so countless , Lord , are thine . 26. Spring . Bend down from thy chariot , O 56 ELOCUTION AND ORATORY .
... Like some dark , beauteous bird , whose plume , Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes , That sacred gloom , those fires divine , So grand , so countless , Lord , are thine . 26. Spring . Bend down from thy chariot , O 56 ELOCUTION AND ORATORY .
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 192 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it: I have killed many: I have fully glutted my vengeance: for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbour a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Pàgina 149 - Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery ! Our chains are forged ; their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, peace; but there is no peace.
Pàgina 148 - Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Pàgina 132 - She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
Pàgina 226 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain ; And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Pàgina 134 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Pàgina 97 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Pàgina 45 - I ask gentlemen, sir, What means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies?
Pàgina 134 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His...
Pàgina 191 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat, if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not.