Wilson's Book of Recitations and Dialogues: With Instructions in Elocution and Declamation : Designed as a Reading Book for Classes : and as an Assistant to Teachers and Students in Preparing Exhibitions |
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... the government of the people , by the people , and for the people , shall not perish from the earth . 19 SHERIDAN'S RIDE . THOMAS BUCHANAN READ . Up from the RECITATIONS AND DIALOGUES- Address at the Dedication of the Cemetery at ...
... the government of the people , by the people , and for the people , shall not perish from the earth . 19 SHERIDAN'S RIDE . THOMAS BUCHANAN READ . Up from the RECITATIONS AND DIALOGUES- Address at the Dedication of the Cemetery at ...
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... earth . Those fairy angels have told us we shall meet him again , but it shall be in heaven . Come , with me , Rosa , you are weary . ( Exeunt . Enter RALPH FIELDING R. , looks wildly around . FIELDING . What a wretched night I have ...
... earth . Those fairy angels have told us we shall meet him again , but it shall be in heaven . Come , with me , Rosa , you are weary . ( Exeunt . Enter RALPH FIELDING R. , looks wildly around . FIELDING . What a wretched night I have ...
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... Earth , that nourished thee , shall claim Thy growth , to be resolved to earth again ; And , lost each human trace , surrendering up Thine individual being , shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements ; To be a brother to the ...
... Earth , that nourished thee , shall claim Thy growth , to be resolved to earth again ; And , lost each human trace , surrendering up Thine individual being , shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements ; To be a brother to the ...
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... earth , where few more helpless beings than himself were moving towards their inevitable goal - the tomb . Already he had passed sixty of the stages which lead to it , and he had brought from his journey nothing but errors and re- morse ...
... earth , where few more helpless beings than himself were moving towards their inevitable goal - the tomb . Already he had passed sixty of the stages which lead to it , and he had brought from his journey nothing but errors and re- morse ...
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... Earth hath more charms for me . But of dyeing without pain or sorrow , Or sad farewell , with fluttering , fainting breath ; A dyeing that may hap again to - morrow , A dyeing without death . Yet all the doubts that Hamlet there ...
... Earth hath more charms for me . But of dyeing without pain or sorrow , Or sad farewell , with fluttering , fainting breath ; A dyeing that may hap again to - morrow , A dyeing without death . Yet all the doubts that Hamlet there ...
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Page 137 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Page 49 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom...
Page 139 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting. " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven,
Page 50 - So live, that, when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 48 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 136 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 180 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Page 108 - THERE is a land, of every land the pride, Beloved by Heaven o'er all the world beside...
Page 19 - We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final restingplace of those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But in a larger sense we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our power to add or detract.
Page 49 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.