The Speaker; Or, Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteW. Clowes, 1827 - 346 sivua |
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Sivu xxi
... fall of the voice or cadence , with which many readers uniformly finish a sentence . Nothing can be more destructive of all pro- priety and energy than this habit . The tones and heights at the close of a sentence ought to be ...
... fall of the voice or cadence , with which many readers uniformly finish a sentence . Nothing can be more destructive of all pro- priety and energy than this habit . The tones and heights at the close of a sentence ought to be ...
Sivu xxii
... fall it , at the end of a sentence . Some sentences are so constructed , that the last words require a stronger emphasis than any of the preceding ; while others admit of being closed with a soft and gentle sound . Where there is ...
... fall it , at the end of a sentence . Some sentences are so constructed , that the last words require a stronger emphasis than any of the preceding ; while others admit of being closed with a soft and gentle sound . Where there is ...
Sivu 6
... fall by little and little . A rich man beginning to fall is held up of his friends ; but a poor man being down is thrust away by his friends ; when a rich man is fallen , he hath many helpers ; he speak- eth things not to be spoken ...
... fall by little and little . A rich man beginning to fall is held up of his friends ; but a poor man being down is thrust away by his friends ; when a rich man is fallen , he hath many helpers ; he speak- eth things not to be spoken ...
Sivu 12
... falls out , That what we have we prize not to the worth , While we enjoy it ; but being lack'd and lost , Why then we reck the value ; then we find The virtue , that possession would not show us , While it was ours . Cowards die many ...
... falls out , That what we have we prize not to the worth , While we enjoy it ; but being lack'd and lost , Why then we reck the value ; then we find The virtue , that possession would not show us , While it was ours . Cowards die many ...
Sivu 26
... falling ill of the same distemper , he was afraid of being bereft of them all , and made a vow , if Heaven would not take him from him also , he would go in gratitude to St. Iago , in Spain . When the mourner got thus far in his story ...
... falling ill of the same distemper , he was afraid of being bereft of them all , and made a vow , if Heaven would not take him from him also , he would go in gratitude to St. Iago , in Spain . When the mourner got thus far in his story ...
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army Balaam beauty bosom breast Brutus Cæsar cæsura CHAP cried daughter death Dendermond dervise earth elocution endeavour eternal Eust Ev'n ev'ry expression father fear feel fool fortune Fram Gauls genius give Gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heav'n honour hope Iago imagination kind king labour live look lord Macd mankind manner Maria marriage means merit mind motley fool Muse nature never noble nymph o'er pain Parliaments pass'd passion patricians pause peace perfection person pity pleasure poor pow'r praise privy counsellor racter replied Scythians sense sentence SHAKSPEARE Sir John smile soon soul sound speak spirit Sterl sweet Syphax taste tears tell Theana thee thing thou thought Tis green true truth uncle Toby vex'd virtue voice whole wisdom wise words writing youth
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Sivu 91 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast- weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Sivu 155 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
Sivu 229 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sivu 248 - Or call up him that left half told The Story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Sivu 254 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Sivu 245 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Sivu 242 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Sivu 244 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Sivu 335 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law.
Sivu 250 - 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. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.