The Art of Speaking: Containing, I. An Essay; in which are Given Rules for Expressing Properly the Principal Passions and Humours, ... II. Lessons Taken from the Ancients and Moderns ...T. Longman, T. Field, C. Dilly, W. Goldsmith, D. Ogilvy and J. Speare, 1792 - 373 pages |
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... horror or averfion . He does not come forward , but when he has oc- cafion to folicit . He does not raife his voice , but to exprefs fomewhat peculiarly emphatical . He does not lower it , but to contraft the railing of it . His eyes ...
... horror or averfion . He does not come forward , but when he has oc- cafion to folicit . He does not raife his voice , but to exprefs fomewhat peculiarly emphatical . He does not lower it , but to contraft the railing of it . His eyes ...
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... HORROR . a continual ferment , occafioned by the confusion of his own private affairs , and by the borrors of his guilty confcience ; both which he had brought upon bimjelf by living the life above described . He was AVERSION ...
... HORROR . a continual ferment , occafioned by the confusion of his own private affairs , and by the borrors of his guilty confcience ; both which he had brought upon bimjelf by living the life above described . He was AVERSION ...
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... HORROR . NOV X. HORRORS of WAR . OW had the Grecians fnatch'd a short repast , And buckled on their fhining arms in hafte , Troy rouz'd as foon ; for on that dreadful day The fate of fathers , wives , and infants lay . The gates ...
... HORROR . NOV X. HORRORS of WAR . OW had the Grecians fnatch'd a short repast , And buckled on their fhining arms in hafte , Troy rouz'd as foon ; for on that dreadful day The fate of fathers , wives , and infants lay . The gates ...
Page 65
... horror spreads ; The clouds burst dreadful o'er the Grecian heads ; Thick lightnings flash ; the mutt'ring thunder rolls , Their ftrength he withers , and unmans their fouls . Before his wrath the trembling bofts retire , The god in ...
... horror spreads ; The clouds burst dreadful o'er the Grecian heads ; Thick lightnings flash ; the mutt'ring thunder rolls , Their ftrength he withers , and unmans their fouls . Before his wrath the trembling bofts retire , The god in ...
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... the remained ; and ev'n till now Perhaps had stood , of antient British art A pleafing monument , not lefs admir'd Than what from Attic , or Etrufcan hands Arofe ; NARRATION , AwE . NARRA- TION . HORROR . AWE . TREPIDA- LESSON S. 79.
... the remained ; and ev'n till now Perhaps had stood , of antient British art A pleafing monument , not lefs admir'd Than what from Attic , or Etrufcan hands Arofe ; NARRATION , AwE . NARRA- TION . HORROR . AWE . TREPIDA- LESSON S. 79.
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Accus AFFECT againſt APOL APPREHENS arms becauſe body Caius Verres confequence confiderable CONT CONTEMPT dead death defign defire Diodotus doft Doub enemy ENQU expreffed eyes faid fame father fear fecure feem feen fenfe fentence feven fhall fhew fhould fleep fome fometimes foon foul fpeaker fpeaking fpeech ftate ftill fubjects fuch fuffer fufficient fuperior fuppofe fure Ghoft Ghoſt Greece GRIEF hand heaven himſelf honour hope HORROR Humph Iago INTR INTREAT itſelf Jugurtha king leaſt lefs loft Longh look manner matter moft moſt muft muſt myſelf NARRA Nick Bottom Numidia occafion orator ourſelves paffage paffions perfon Peter Quince PITY pleafing pleaſe pleaſure Pray prefent QUEST Quintilian raiſe reafon REMON rife Roman ſay Scythians ſhall Shyl Shylock ſpeak ſpoken ſtate thee thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought TION uſed VENERA VEXAT voice whofe whoſe wife words
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Page 115 - The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss : to give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood.
Page 92 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Page 100 - To sigh for ribands if thou art so silly, Mark how they grace Lord Umbra or Sir Billy. Is yellow dirt the passion of thy life ? Look but on Gripus or on Gripus
Page 44 - Our words flow from us in a smooth continued stream, without those strainings of the voice, motions of the body, and majesty of the hand, which are so much celebrated in the orators of Greece and Rome. We can talk of life and death in cold blood, and keep our temper in a...
Page 93 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Page 240 - With eyes darting fury, and a countenance distorted with cruelty, he orders the helpless victim of his rage to be stripped, and rods to be brought ; accusing him, but without the least shadow of evidence, or even of suspicion, of having come to Sicily as a spy.
Page 210 - I'll look up; My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder?
Page 276 - Awaked, should blow them into sevenfold rage And plunge us in the flames? or from above Should intermitted vengeance arm again His red right hand to plague us?
Page 93 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Page 145 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...