An Illustration of the Principles of Elocution ...Websters and Skinners, 1828 - 300 sider |
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... hour . A day , an hour , of virtuous liberty , Is worth a whole eternity in bondage . In the following passage , stress simply is given to the em → phatic words : Come , Antony , and young Octavius , come , Revenge yourselves alone on ...
... hour . A day , an hour , of virtuous liberty , Is worth a whole eternity in bondage . In the following passage , stress simply is given to the em → phatic words : Come , Antony , and young Octavius , come , Revenge yourselves alone on ...
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... hour of prime . If the voice moves in quick time , on high pitches , with harsh quality , it expresses anger and rage . Back to thy punishment , False fugitive , and to thy speed add wings , Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy ...
... hour of prime . If the voice moves in quick time , on high pitches , with harsh quality , it expresses anger and rage . Back to thy punishment , False fugitive , and to thy speed add wings , Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy ...
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William Brittainham Lacey. tent Being , who gave us strength and wisdom in the hour of danger , to direct our great council to that happy mean , which may afford us respect and security abroad , and peace , liberty and prosperity at home ...
William Brittainham Lacey. tent Being , who gave us strength and wisdom in the hour of danger , to direct our great council to that happy mean , which may afford us respect and security abroad , and peace , liberty and prosperity at home ...
Side 44
... hour for ye , " said he , as soon as he saw them , " and I don't know when I've been idle a quar- ter of an hour afore . But I've put on my best coat , though it's not Sunday , and wife has treated her to a dish of tea , and she's up ...
... hour for ye , " said he , as soon as he saw them , " and I don't know when I've been idle a quar- ter of an hour afore . But I've put on my best coat , though it's not Sunday , and wife has treated her to a dish of tea , and she's up ...
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... hours De me the exact sum . The minute hand , b hty - six thousand Exactly so , " repli the thought of t I began to mul ths and years , rea prospect : so after Ito myself , I ' The dial could scar but resuming " Dear Mr. Pend ful ...
... hours De me the exact sum . The minute hand , b hty - six thousand Exactly so , " repli the thought of t I began to mul ths and years , rea prospect : so after Ito myself , I ' The dial could scar but resuming " Dear Mr. Pend ful ...
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arms art thou battle beauty behold blessings blood Blush Blushington bosom brave bright character circumflex dark dead dead rise dear death delight diatonic scale Dinah divine Duke of Berri earth Elocution emphasis fame fate father fear feel fire freedom Friendly Hall genius give glory grave Greece hand happiness heard heart heaven honour hope hour house of Bourbon human inflection Julius Cæsar labour lady land liberty light living long quantity look Lord mighty mind moral morning nation nature never night o'er ocean orthoepy passion patriot pause peace phatic pitch pleasure pride pronounced proud racter reading render rising Samian wine scene semitone shore soul sound speak spirit Star-spangled Banner sword syllables taste tears thee things thou thought throne tion tone triumph unto virtue voice wave wild wish words young youth
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Side 89 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Side 59 - Else what shall they do which are baptized for the dead, if the dead rise not at all ? Why are they then baptized for the dead?
Side 107 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Side 94 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Side 147 - House. Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received ? Trust it not, Sir ; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation...
Side 129 - Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day ! For, dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal ! "Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Side 94 - Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Side 213 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung ! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set.
Side 95 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Side 263 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.' The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh ! too strong for human hand The tempest gather'd o'er her.