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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... hour of their lives , make themselves wiser or bet- ter than they were before . After having been taken up for some time in this course of thought , I diverted myself with a book , according to my usual custom , in order to unbend my ...
... hour of their lives , make themselves wiser or bet- ter than they were before . After having been taken up for some time in this course of thought , I diverted myself with a book , according to my usual custom , in order to unbend my ...
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... hour's pause she told him that she had been playing at crimp ; upon which Rhadamanthus beck- oned to the keeper on his left hand to take her into cus- tody . And you , Madam , says the judge , that look with such a soft and languishing ...
... hour's pause she told him that she had been playing at crimp ; upon which Rhadamanthus beck- oned to the keeper on his left hand to take her into cus- tody . And you , Madam , says the judge , that look with such a soft and languishing ...
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... hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which fol- lowed was much more so . When supper was over , the old man gave a knock up- on the table with the haft of his knife , to bid them pre- pare for the dance . The moment the ...
... hour ? If the supper was to my taste , the grace which fol- lowed was much more so . When supper was over , the old man gave a knock up- on the table with the haft of his knife , to bid them pre- pare for the dance . The moment the ...
Page 107
... hours . and gladden his heart , as you would conceive in the most affluent station . And I make no doubt , in general , but if the true account of his joys and sufferings were to be balanced with those of his betters - that the upshot ...
... hours . and gladden his heart , as you would conceive in the most affluent station . And I make no doubt , in general , but if the true account of his joys and sufferings were to be balanced with those of his betters - that the upshot ...
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... hour , from his chil dren and the bosom of a disconsolate wife . Behold much people of the city gathered together to mix their tears , with settled sorrow in their looks , going heavily along to the house of mourning , to perform that ...
... hour , from his chil dren and the bosom of a disconsolate wife . Behold much people of the city gathered together to mix their tears , with settled sorrow in their looks , going heavily along to the house of mourning , to perform that ...
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Page 366 - 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 350 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Page 236 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 362 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 261 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ! Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Page 359 - tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune ; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die, — to sleep, — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die ; — to sleep : — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this...
Page 249 - Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth 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 367 - 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. Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Page 342 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 351 - Suit the action to the word, the word to the action: with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.