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3. Gloster. Stay you that bear the corse and set it down.

Anne. What black magician conjures up this fiend,
To stop devoted charitable deeds?
Gloster. Villains, set down the corse; or by Saint Paul,
I'll make a corse of him that disobeys !
Gentleman. My lord, stand back and let the coffin pass.
Gloster. Unmannered dog! stand thou when I command:
Advance thy halberd higher than my breast,
Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,

And spurn thee beggar, for thy boldness. Richard III.

SHAKESPEARE.

4. I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak:

I'll have my bond; and therefore speak no more.
I'll not be made a soft and dull-eyed fool,
To shake the head, relent, and sigh; and yield
To Christian intercessors. Follow not;
I'll have no more speaking. I will have my

bond. Merchant of Venice.

SHAKESPEARE.

5. Antony. Villains ! you did not threat, when your vile daggers

Hacked one another in the sides of Cæsar!
You showed your teeth like apes, and fawned like hounds,
And bowed like bondmen, kissing Cæsar's feet;
Whilst damned Casca, like a cur, behind,
Struck Cæsar on the neck.-Oh! flatterers !
Julius Cæsar."

SHAKESPEARE.

FALSETTO

1. There was silence for a little while; then an old man replied in a thin, trembling voice, “Nicholas Vedder! why he's been dead and gone these eighteen years.” "Rip Van Winkle.

WASHINGTON IRVING.

2. Yes, it is worth talking of: But that's how you always try to put me down. You fly into a rage, and then, if I only try to speak, you won't hear me. That's how you men always will have the talk to yourselves: a poor woman isn't allowed to get a word in. The Caudle Lectures.

DOUGLAS JERROLD.

3. "No," said the wife; "the barn is high,

And if you slip, and fall, and die
How will my living be secured?
Stephen, your life is not insured.”

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ORAL

1. “Jo, my poor fellow !"

"I hear you, sir, in the dark, but I'm a gropin'—a gropin'; let me catch hold of your hand.”

“Jo, can you say what I say ?
"I'll say anything as you say, sir, for I knows it's good.”
“OUR FATHER.”
“Our Father.—That's very good, sir.”
“WHICH ART IN HEAVEN.
“Art in Heaven.—Is the light a comin', sir ?”
"It is close at hand. HALLOWED BE THY NAME."
"Hallowed be—thy-name."

DICKENS.

WHISPER

1. Hark! I hear the bugles of the enemy! They are on their march along the bank of the river. We must retreat instantly, or be cut off from our boats. I see the head of their column already rising over the height. Our only safety is in the screen of this hedge. Keep close to it; be silent; and stoop as you run. For the boats! Forward !

2. All heaven and earth are still,—tho not in sleep,

But breathless, as we grow when feeling most;
And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep :-

All heaven and earth are still: from the high host

Of stars to the lulled lake, and mountain coast,
All is concentrated in a life intense,

Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost,
But hath a part of being, and a sense
Of that which is of all Creator and Defence.

BYRON.

3. Soldiers! You are now within a few steps of the enemy's outpost. Our scouts report them as slumbering in parties around their watch-fires, and utterly unprepared for our approach. A swift and noiseless advance around that projecting rock, and we are upon them,—we capture them without the possibility of resistance.—One disorderly noise or motion may leave us at the mercy of their advanced guard. Let every man keep the strictest silence, under pain of instant death.

PITCH

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Pitch has reference to the key of the voice, and its degrees run through the entire compass. It is divided into Middle, Low, Very Low, High and Very High.

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1. The very law which molds a tear,

And bids it trickle from its source,
That law preserves the earth a sphere,

And guides the planets in their course. On a Tear."

SAMUEL ROGERS.

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2. For rising to eminence in any intellectual pursuit, there is not a rule of more essential importance than that of doing one thing at a time; avoiding distracting and desultory occupations, and keeping a leading object habitually before the mind, as one in which it can at all times find an interesting resource when necessary avocations allow the thoughts to recur to it. If, along with this habit, there be cultivated the practise of constantly writing such views as arise, we perhaps describe that state of mental discipline by which talents of a very moderate order may be applied in a conspicuous and useful manner to any subject to which they are devoted. Such writing need not be made at first with any great attention to method, but merely put aside for future consideration, and in this manner the different departments of a subject will develop and arrange themselves as they advance, in a manner equally pleasing and wonderful. Qualities of a Well Regulated Mind.

ABERCROMBIE.

3. To live content with small means, to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable; and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony. My Symphony."

WILLIAM HENRY CHANNING.

4. Genius is only the power of making continuous efforts; the line between failure and success is so fine that we are often on the line and do not know it. How many a man has thrown up his hands at a time when a little more effort, a little more patience, would have achieved success. As the tide goes clear out, so it comes clear in. In business, sometimes, prospects may seem darkest when really they are on the turn. A little more patience, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to glorious success. There is no failure except in no longer trying. There is no defeat except from within, no really insurmountable barrier save our own weakness of purpose.

LOW

1. It thunders! Sons of dust, in reverence bow !

Ancient of days! thou speakest from above:
Thy right hand wields the bolt of terror now;

That hand which scatters peace, and joy, and love.
Almighty! trembling like a timid child,

I hear thy awful voice,-alarmed, afraid,
I see the flashes of thy lightning wild,

And in the very grave would hide my head !

2. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle !
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing. Macbeth."

SHAKESPEARE.

3. In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face, the hair of my flesh stood up; it stood still, but I could not discern the form .thereof; an image was before mine eyes; there was silence, and I heard a voice saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God! Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?

VERY LOW

1. 'Tis midnight's holy hour,-and silence now

Is brooding like a gentle spirit, o'er
The still and pulseless world. Hark! on the winds
The bell's deep tones are swelling,—'tis the knell

Of the departed year. The Closing Year."

GEORGE D. PRENTICE.

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