The practical elocutionistPiper, Stephenson and Spence, 1854 - 444 pàgines |
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Pàgina 29
... hope I have . Rather proclaim it , Westmoreland , through my host , That he who hath no stomach to this fight Let him depart ; his passport shall be made , And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's ...
... hope I have . Rather proclaim it , Westmoreland , through my host , That he who hath no stomach to this fight Let him depart ; his passport shall be made , And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's ...
Pàgina 52
... Hope but the renewed caress , The serpent - fold of further Faithlessness : - If such may be the ills which men assail , What marvel if at last the mightiest fail ? Breasts to whom all the strength of feeling given Bear hearts electric ...
... Hope but the renewed caress , The serpent - fold of further Faithlessness : - If such may be the ills which men assail , What marvel if at last the mightiest fail ? Breasts to whom all the strength of feeling given Bear hearts electric ...
Pàgina 59
... hope and courage yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now , all is calm , and fresh , and still , Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of children on the hill , And bell of wandering kine are heard . No solemn host goes ...
... hope and courage yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now , all is calm , and fresh , and still , Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of children on the hill , And bell of wandering kine are heard . No solemn host goes ...
Pàgina 60
... hope and manly trust , Like those who fell in battle here . Another hand thy sword shall wield , Another hand the standard wave , Till from the trumpet's mouth is peal'd The blast of triumph o'er thy grave . BRYANT . THE BATTLE OF ...
... hope and manly trust , Like those who fell in battle here . Another hand thy sword shall wield , Another hand the standard wave , Till from the trumpet's mouth is peal'd The blast of triumph o'er thy grave . BRYANT . THE BATTLE OF ...
Pàgina 71
... hope of better years , The source of softest wishes , tenderest fears ; The only living thing he could not hate , Was reft at once ! and he deserved his fate , But did not feel it less . The good explore For peace , those realms where ...
... hope of better years , The source of softest wishes , tenderest fears ; The only living thing he could not hate , Was reft at once ! and he deserved his fate , But did not feel it less . The good explore For peace , those realms where ...
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The Practical Elocutionist: An Extensive Collection of Recitations, Selected ... Conrad Hume Pinches Previsualització no disponible - 2017 |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Acres Adras Æsop arms art thou battle behold blood bosom brave breast brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca cheers cried dare dark dead dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth enemies eyes fate father fear feel fire Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour justice king lady Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Mark Antony mind ne'er never night noble o'er once patricians peace pray proud R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians Shylock Sicily SIEGENDORF Sir Fret Sir Luc smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought throne traitor trembling Twas Tyke Venice voice wild word young Zounds
Passatges populars
Pàgina 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Pàgina 28 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn 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...
Pàgina 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Pàgina 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Pàgina 236 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Pàgina 259 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Pàgina 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Pàgina 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Pàgina 170 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Pàgina 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...