The Standard Speaker: Containing Exercises in Prose and Poetry for Declamation in Schools, Academies, Lyceums [and] Colleges. Newly Translated Or Compiled from Celebrated Orators, Authors and Popular Debaters, Ancient and Modern. A Treatise on Oratory and Elocution. Notes Explanatory and BiographicalC. Desilver, 1862 - 558 sider |
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... turn away from the contemplation of your own honorable work ? Yes , go as far as you will , still the admonition will ring in your ears : It was by your hand he fell ! The horrid instrument of death is still in that hand , and the stain ...
... turn away from the contemplation of your own honorable work ? Yes , go as far as you will , still the admonition will ring in your ears : It was by your hand he fell ! The horrid instrument of death is still in that hand , and the stain ...
Side 51
... turn themselves any way as it might happen ; if the prince of the lights of Heaven , which now , as a giant , doth run his unwearied course , should , as it were , through a languishing faintness , begin to stand and to rest himself ...
... turn themselves any way as it might happen ; if the prince of the lights of Heaven , which now , as a giant , doth run his unwearied course , should , as it were , through a languishing faintness , begin to stand and to rest himself ...
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... turns , can reveal to them a destiny grander than glory , or terribler than death . From the highest Havens he can draw down an eternal hope to the tomb , where Pericles could bring only tributary lamentations and tears . If , with the ...
... turns , can reveal to them a destiny grander than glory , or terribler than death . From the highest Havens he can draw down an eternal hope to the tomb , where Pericles could bring only tributary lamentations and tears . If , with the ...
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... turning thine own hand against it . thy hope and thy glory with thy mortal body on the field of Philippi . Why dost thou say , virtue is nothing , when thou goest to enjoy the price of thine ? Thou goest to die , thou thinkest ; no ...
... turning thine own hand against it . thy hope and thy glory with thy mortal body on the field of Philippi . Why dost thou say , virtue is nothing , when thou goest to enjoy the price of thine ? Thou goest to die , thou thinkest ; no ...
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... turning evil into good , and monsters into men . If round the soul the chains are bound that hold the world in thrall , If tyrants laugh when men are found in brutal fray to fall , — Lord ! let not Britain arm her hands , her sister ...
... turning evil into good , and monsters into men . If round the soul the chains are bound that hold the world in thrall , If tyrants laugh when men are found in brutal fray to fall , — Lord ! let not Britain arm her hands , her sister ...
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Adrastus America arms army Athens blessings blood Born brave breath Brutus Cæsar Catholic Catiline cause Charles James Fox civil Cleon Constitution countrymen courage Crown Ctesiphon death Decemvir defence Demosthenes despotism died earth elocution eloquence enemy England eternal Europe eyes fear feel fight forever France freedom French Revolution Gentlemen give glorious glory Government Greece hand hath heart Heaven Henry Grattan honor hope House House of Commons human Ireland justice King labor land liberty live look Lord measure mind minister Mirabeau moral Nation nature never noble o'er oppression orator Original Translation ourselves Parliament Patricians patriotism peace political principles religion Republic Revolution Roman Rome ruin sentiment slaves soul Spain Spartacus speak speech spirit stand sword tell thee things thou thought tion triumph truth tyrant Union universal suffrage utterance victory virtue voice Warren Hastings words
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Side 127 - Who is here so base, that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile, that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Side 439 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
Side 222 - Never, never more shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone!
Side 156 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: — "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
Side 51 - Of Law there can be no less acknowledged than that her seat is the bosom of God; her voice the harmony of the world; all things in Heaven and earth do her homage ; the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power.
Side 469 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Side 21 - Look here upon this picture, and on this, — The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill: A combination and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man; This was your husband.
Side 157 - But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word, And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be. Bozzaris! with the storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. We tell thy doom without a sigh ; For thou art freedom's now, and fame's — One of the few, the immortal names That were not born to die.
Side 440 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated. Who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise...
Side 128 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.