Natural Drills in Expression, with Selectins: A Series of Exercises, Colloquial and Classical, Based Upon the Principles of Reference to Experience and Comparison, and Chosen for Their Practical Worth in Developing Power and Naturalness in Reading and Speaking, with Illustrative Selections for Practise |
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Classical . b — Aye , and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him , and write his speeches in their books , Alas ! it cried , give me some drink , Titinius , As a sick girl . SHAKESPEARE , Julius Caesar , i , 2 . 143.
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... doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay , and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books , Alas , it cried , " Give me some drink , Titinius , " As a sick girl .
... doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay , and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books , Alas , it cried , " Give me some drink , Titinius , " As a sick girl .
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317 ÆäÀÌÁö - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
132 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
272 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which, but an hour ago, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
317 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
239 ÆäÀÌÁö - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
337 ÆäÀÌÁö - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests ; in all time, — Calm or convulsed, in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving — boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee ; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
207 ÆäÀÌÁö - O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!
333 ÆäÀÌÁö - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre.