Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking |
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... o'er steps the modesty of nature , nor raises merriment or wonder by the violation of truth . His figures neither divert by distortion , nor amaze by aggravation . He copies life with so much fidelity , that he can hardly be said to ...
... o'er steps the modesty of nature , nor raises merriment or wonder by the violation of truth . His figures neither divert by distortion , nor amaze by aggravation . He copies life with so much fidelity , that he can hardly be said to ...
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... o'er with age , And long experience made him sage In summer's heat and winters cold , He fed his flock and penn'd the fold ; His hours in cheerful labor flew , Nor envy nor ambition knew ; His wisdom and his honest fame , Through all ...
... o'er with age , And long experience made him sage In summer's heat and winters cold , He fed his flock and penn'd the fold ; His hours in cheerful labor flew , Nor envy nor ambition knew ; His wisdom and his honest fame , Through all ...
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... o'er its bed , With white , round , polish'd pebbles spread : While , lightly pois'd , the scaly brood , In myriads cleave thy crystal flood ; The springing trout , in speckled pride The salmon , monarch of the tide ; ' The ruthless ...
... o'er its bed , With white , round , polish'd pebbles spread : While , lightly pois'd , the scaly brood , In myriads cleave thy crystal flood ; The springing trout , in speckled pride The salmon , monarch of the tide ; ' The ruthless ...
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... o'er the pail ; And shepherds , piping in the dale ; And ancient faith , that knows no guile ; And industry , embrown'd with toil ; And hearts resolv'd and hands prepar'd , The blessings they enjoy to guard . III - de from the 19th ...
... o'er the pail ; And shepherds , piping in the dale ; And ancient faith , that knows no guile ; And industry , embrown'd with toil ; And hearts resolv'd and hands prepar'd , The blessings they enjoy to guard . III - de from the 19th ...
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... o'er the ground , And slights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still , as each repeated pleasure tir'd , Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspir'd : The dancing pair , that simply sought renown , By holding out to tire ...
... o'er the ground , And slights of art and feats of strength went round ; And still , as each repeated pleasure tir'd , Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspir'd : The dancing pair , that simply sought renown , By holding out to tire ...
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Page 349 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forc'd me Out of thy honest truth to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble...
Page 230 - Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him whose Sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints. Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon.
Page 374 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
Page 373 - 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.
Page 356 - Caius Cassius so? When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts; Dash him to pieces!
Page 366 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin...
Page 231 - tis nought to me; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Page 254 - Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning ; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Page 262 - The bottles twain, behind his back, were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke as they had basted been. But still he...
Page 363 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...