How to Develop Power and Personality in SpeakingFunk & Wagnalls Company, 1908 - 422 pages |
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... Father , but by me . " - John xiv . , 6. " Sanctify them through thy truth : thy word is truth . " — John xvii . , 17. " For this cause came I into the world , that I should bear witness unto the truth . Every one that is of the truth ...
... Father , but by me . " - John xiv . , 6. " Sanctify them through thy truth : thy word is truth . " — John xvii . , 17. " For this cause came I into the world , that I should bear witness unto the truth . Every one that is of the truth ...
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... father : " From my heart I do wish that God's blessing may be upon my ser- mons , so that they may be sources of true edification and speak to the heart , as , I trust , they will ever come from the heart . To you I need not say how ...
... father : " From my heart I do wish that God's blessing may be upon my ser- mons , so that they may be sources of true edification and speak to the heart , as , I trust , they will ever come from the heart . To you I need not say how ...
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... father , and commence a singing tone on this vowel , aiming at softness and smooth- ness . While the tone is in progress observe closely whether any breath is escaping unvocalized , and if so , endeavor to hold it back in the lungs or ...
... father , and commence a singing tone on this vowel , aiming at softness and smooth- ness . While the tone is in progress observe closely whether any breath is escaping unvocalized , and if so , endeavor to hold it back in the lungs or ...
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... array Far , far , I had roam'd on a desolate track : " Twas autumn - and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers , that welcomed me back . I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In 24 POWER AND PERSONALITY IN SPEAKING.
... array Far , far , I had roam'd on a desolate track : " Twas autumn - and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers , that welcomed me back . I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In 24 POWER AND PERSONALITY IN SPEAKING.
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... father's dead , sir . " " Where is your mother ? " " I have no mother , sir . " " Have you no friends ? " " No ... father ? " " No ; God is not my Father , and there is none beside Him . " " Have you no mother ? " " No , the Church is ...
... father's dead , sir . " " Where is your mother ? " " I have no mother , sir . " " Have you no friends ? " " No ... father ? " " No ; God is not my Father , and there is none beside Him . " " Have you no mother ? " " No , the Church is ...
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Apollyon arms audience beautiful bells body breath Capt chest child Christ Christian dead death earth English eternal exercise expression faith father fear feeling fire forever give glory hand hath hear heard heart heaven heigh-ho Henry Ward Beecher honor hope human Inhale Jack James Martineau John Henry Newman JOHN MILTON king L. A. BANKS Lady Hamilton laws light lips live look Lord loud Lyman Abbott Macedon master memory mental mind mouth nature ness never Newman night o'er peace Phillips Brooks practise pray prayer preacher preaching public speaker relax resonance Scrooge sermon silent smile soul sound speak speech spirit stand stars style sweet swell tell thee things thou thought thousand throat throne tion tone truth turn unto voice Wendell Phillips WILLIAM WORDSWORTH words write
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Page 417 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Page 378 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 109 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Page 26 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Page 109 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee : Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues : be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's...
Page 369 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 47 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Page 398 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 415 - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.
Page 389 - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady ? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit ? ? What struggle to escape ? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?