Elocution: Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of Reading and Speaking |
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He , that loveth pleasure , shall tones , suitably varied to the sense , and the be a
poor man . 3. Flottery is a dazzling me'eur einotions of the mind ; with due
observation that casts a delusive glare before the mentaleje of accent , the
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He , that loveth pleasure , shall tones , suitably varied to the sense , and the be a
poor man . 3. Flottery is a dazzling me'eur einotions of the mind ; with due
observation that casts a delusive glare before the mentaleje of accent , the
several ...
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only on the person prevailing error of our ... done our pleasures very much grace
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-in whose ennobling stir , And pleasure that waited on life's merry morn ; I feel
myself exalted - Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err While mnenory -
stool sideways , half covered with power , In deeming such - inhabit many a spot !
-in whose ennobling stir , And pleasure that waited on life's merry morn ; I feel
myself exalted - Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err While mnenory -
stool sideways , half covered with power , In deeming such - inhabit many a spot !
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... rattling o'er the stony sireet : consciousness of what man can do , and dare , On
with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; and suiler , with an awed feeling of the
feartul No sleep till morn , when youth and pleasure meer , mysteries of life .
... rattling o'er the stony sireet : consciousness of what man can do , and dare , On
with the dance ! let joy be unconfined ; and suiler , with an awed feeling of the
feartul No sleep till morn , when youth and pleasure meer , mysteries of life .
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The it , has made one I speak knowingly on the Church excludes all pleasures ,
as evil in subject . themselves . What ground is there , therefore , M It pains me ,
to hear any one speak so for the reformed drunkard to stand upon ? lightly of ...
The it , has made one I speak knowingly on the Church excludes all pleasures ,
as evil in subject . themselves . What ground is there , therefore , M It pains me ,
to hear any one speak so for the reformed drunkard to stand upon ? lightly of ...
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action Anecdote appear arms beauty become better body breath called cause character comes dear death deep earth effect evil eyes fear feel fire follow give hand happy head hear heart heaven honor hope hour human important keep kind knowledge language leave liberty light live look manner matter means mind Miss nature never Notes o'er object once pass passions perfect person pleasure practice present principles proper Proverbs reason receive rich rise round rule sense soul sound speak spirit sure tell thee thing thou thought tion true truth turn Varieties virtue voice whole wise wish young
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Página 307 - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 190 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Página 283 - That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt ; the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee. Here is continual worship. Nature, here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly around, From perch to perch, the solitary bird, Passes ; and yon clear spring, that midst its herbs Wells softly forth, and visits the strong roots Of half the mighty forest, tells no tale Of all the good it does. Thou hast not left Thyself...
Página 184 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Página 286 - True eloquence, indeed, does not consist in speech. It cannot be brought from far. Labor and learning may toil for it; but they will toil in vain. Words and phrases may be marshalled in every way; but they cannot compass it. It must exist in the man, in the subject, and in the occasion.
Página 184 - I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly ; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. — O that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains ! that we should, with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts ! lago.
Página 258 - The brows of men, by the despairing light, Wore an unearthly aspect, as, by fits, The flashes fell upon them. Some lay down, And hid their eyes, and wept; and some did rest Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled; And others hurried to and fro, and fed Their funeral piles with fuel, and looked up, With mad disquietude, on the dull sky, The pall of a past world; and then again With curses, cast them down upon the dust, And gnashed their teeth, and howled.
Página 126 - Hell-doomed, and breath'st defiance here and scorn, Where I reign king, and, to enrage thee more, Thy king and lord ? Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings, Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy lingering, or with one stroke of this dart Strange horror seize thee, and pangs unfelt before.
Página 261 - 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 Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Página 283 - E'er wore his crown as loftily as he Wears the green coronal of leaves with which Thy hand has graced him. Nestled at his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun.