The rhetorical reader, consisting of choice specimens of oratorical composition, in prose and verse1845 - 80 pages |
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... seemed to require . Many attempts have been made to exhibit some of those modifications of tone and inflexion , which form the essence of a correct enunciation . The several notes of punctuation , may be considered as so many attempts ...
... seemed to require . Many attempts have been made to exhibit some of those modifications of tone and inflexion , which form the essence of a correct enunciation . The several notes of punctuation , may be considered as so many attempts ...
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... seemed to la'ment it much ' ; and , it instantly brought into my min'd / Sancho's - lamentation for hi's ; but he did it / with more true touches of na'ture . The m'ourner / was sitting upon a stone bench / at the door ' , with the ...
... seemed to la'ment it much ' ; and , it instantly brought into my min'd / Sancho's - lamentation for hi's ; but he did it / with more true touches of na'ture . The m'ourner / was sitting upon a stone bench / at the door ' , with the ...
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... seemed , ( Much fairer to my fan'cy / than by daˇy :) And as I wondering lo'oked , beside it stood One sha'ped and win'ged / like one of those from he'aven By u's / oft see'n ; his dewy locks dist ́illed Ambros`ia ; on that tr'ee / he ...
... seemed , ( Much fairer to my fan'cy / than by daˇy :) And as I wondering lo'oked , beside it stood One sha'ped and win'ged / like one of those from he'aven By u's / oft see'n ; his dewy locks dist ́illed Ambros`ia ; on that tr'ee / he ...
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... seemed to start ) - Yea marry shal't thou , and with a'll my hea'rt.- - * Too much care cannot be paid to the pronunciation of the last word of every line in rhyming poetry , especially when there is no printer's punctuation after it ...
... seemed to start ) - Yea marry shal't thou , and with a'll my hea'rt.- - * Too much care cannot be paid to the pronunciation of the last word of every line in rhyming poetry , especially when there is no printer's punctuation after it ...
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... seemed to be in'finitely in- cre'ased ; and that the light - of - each - of them / appeared brighter than usual . The whit`eness of the m'ilky - way / was like a pure fla'me / that shot across the heavens ; a'nd , with the n ́aked - eye ...
... seemed to be in'finitely in- cre'ased ; and that the light - of - each - of them / appeared brighter than usual . The whit`eness of the m'ilky - way / was like a pure fla'me / that shot across the heavens ; a'nd , with the n ́aked - eye ...
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a'ge a'll a'nd accent an'd arms B'ut beauty behold Black Crows blessed bosom breath Brutus Cæsar called character cheerfulness Christian circumflex Concluding tone copula cried da'y dear death Deism delight e'ye earth Elocution English EXAMPLES eyes falling inflexion father feel give grave hand happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven honour hope human hyæna Joseph Hume kind living look Lord Lord Byron Lord Eldon m'an mind mother nature never night o'er once passion pause pity poetry poor pride pronounced pronunciation R. B. SHERIDAN requires rising inflexion rule Samian wine scene seemed sentence Sir Francis Burdett smile sorrow soul sound speak speech spirit Stalagmite sweet tears tender th'at thee thi's thing tho'se thou thought tion Twas virtue voice WASHINGTON IRVING wh'o whi'ch whole word
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Page 102 - 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 104 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see, that, on the Lupercal, I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse.
Page 249 - THERE was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which 'spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Page 314 - 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. The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse: Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Page 86 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 104 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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 255 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Page 158 - I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished for ever.
Page 291 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid ; Thy morning bounties ere I left my home, The biscuit, or confectionary plum...
Page 106 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes? And sell the mighty space of our large...