An Illustration of the Principles of Elocution ...Websters and Skinners, 1828 - 300 sider |
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Side 77
... arm . ( Offers his arm to Evans by mistake , and lugs him off unknowingly . ) Sir T. I'll take your other wing , as I'm rather lame . Stop , stop . Eh ! zounds ! you young fellows are so brisk . I can't run races now . Why , curse me if ...
... arm . ( Offers his arm to Evans by mistake , and lugs him off unknowingly . ) Sir T. I'll take your other wing , as I'm rather lame . Stop , stop . Eh ! zounds ! you young fellows are so brisk . I can't run races now . Why , curse me if ...
Side 88
... arms . Randolph has liv'd too long ; his better fate Had the ascendant once , and kept me down : When I had seiz'd the dame , by chance he came , Rescu'd , and had the lady for his labour ; I ' scap'd unknown ; a slender consolation ...
... arms . Randolph has liv'd too long ; his better fate Had the ascendant once , and kept me down : When I had seiz'd the dame , by chance he came , Rescu'd , and had the lady for his labour ; I ' scap'd unknown ; a slender consolation ...
Side 93
... Arm ! arm ! it is - it is - the cannon's opening roar ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro , And gathering ... arms , —the day Battle's magnificently - stern array ! The thunder - clouds close o'er it , which when rent , The ...
... Arm ! arm ! it is - it is - the cannon's opening roar ! Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro , And gathering ... arms , —the day Battle's magnificently - stern array ! The thunder - clouds close o'er it , which when rent , The ...
Side 95
... arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! " He woke to die midst flame and smoke , And shout , and groan , and sabre stroke , And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard , with voice as ...
... arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! " He woke to die midst flame and smoke , And shout , and groan , and sabre stroke , And death shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain cloud ; And heard , with voice as ...
Side 97
... arms The matin trumpet sung : in arms they stood Of golden panoply , refulgent host , Soon banded ; others from the dawning hills Look'd round , and scouts each coast light arm'd scour Each quarter , to descry the distant foe , Where ...
... arms The matin trumpet sung : in arms they stood Of golden panoply , refulgent host , Soon banded ; others from the dawning hills Look'd round , and scouts each coast light arm'd scour Each quarter , to descry the distant foe , Where ...
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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.