The National Speaker: Containing Exercises, Original and Selected, in Prose, Poetry, and Dialogue, for Declamation and Recitation; and an Elocutionary Analysis, Exhibiting a Clear Explanation of Principles ...R.S. Davis, 1851 - 324 pages |
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... thee , wicked city , wòe unto thee ! Thou slàve , thou wrètch , thou còward ! 14. Equal Contrast . The style of Demosthenes is nérvous ; that of Cicero , flowing and graceful . The latter kindles the fancy , while the former seizes the ...
... thee , wicked city , wòe unto thee ! Thou slàve , thou wrètch , thou còward ! 14. Equal Contrast . The style of Demosthenes is nérvous ; that of Cicero , flowing and graceful . The latter kindles the fancy , while the former seizes the ...
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... thee forever from our sight , And kingdom ! If when three days are expired , Thy hated trunk be found in our dominions , That moment is thy death , -away ! - 10. Impetuous Courage . Now for the fight ! now for the cannon peal ! Forward ...
... thee forever from our sight , And kingdom ! If when three days are expired , Thy hated trunk be found in our dominions , That moment is thy death , -away ! - 10. Impetuous Courage . Now for the fight ! now for the cannon peal ! Forward ...
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... thee for the silent tomb , My proud boy , Absalom ! 18. Supplication and Entreaty . * Forsake me not thus , Adam ! Witness , Heaven , What love sincere , and reverence in my heart , I bear thee , and unwitting have offended , Unhappily ...
... thee for the silent tomb , My proud boy , Absalom ! 18. Supplication and Entreaty . * Forsake me not thus , Adam ! Witness , Heaven , What love sincere , and reverence in my heart , I bear thee , and unwitting have offended , Unhappily ...
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... thee , leading forth their countless worlds ! — Worlds , in whose bosoms living things rejoice , And drink the bliss of being from the fount Of all - pervading love ! What mind can know , What tongue can utter , all their multitudes ...
... thee , leading forth their countless worlds ! — Worlds , in whose bosoms living things rejoice , And drink the bliss of being from the fount Of all - pervading love ! What mind can know , What tongue can utter , all their multitudes ...
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... thee , happy walks and shades , Fit haunts of góds ? Where I had hoped to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of thát day , That must be mòrtal to us both . 8. Shout of Command , Pathos . ÒN ! Ye BRÀVE , Who rush to glóry , or the ...
... thee , happy walks and shades , Fit haunts of góds ? Where I had hoped to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of thát day , That must be mòrtal to us both . 8. Shout of Command , Pathos . ÒN ! Ye BRÀVE , Who rush to glóry , or the ...
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Page 308 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth ; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart ; that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Page 130 - Liberty first, and Union afterwards, — but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart, — Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable," God grant it, — God grant it!
Page 100 - Peace, peace — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun ! The next gale, that sweeps from the north, will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms ! Our brethren are already in the field ! Why stand we here idle ! What is it that gentlemen wish ? what would they have ? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery ? Forbid it, Almighty God. — I know not what course others may take, but, as for me, give me liberty or give me death ! LESSON...
Page 308 - 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 243 - Kendal green, when it was so dark thou could'st not see thy hand ? come tell us your reason; What sayest thou to this ? Poins. Come, your reason, Jack, your reason. Fal. What, upon compulsion? No; were I at the strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion ! if reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion, I. P.
Page 170 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Page 308 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Page 102 - ... the great contexture of this mysterious whole. These things do not make your government. Dead instruments, passive tools as they are, it is the spirit of the English communion that gives all their life and efficacy to them. It is the spirit of the English constitution which, infused through the mighty mass, pervades, feeds, unites, invigorates, vivifies every part of the empire, even down to the minutest member.
Page 43 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Page 309 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.