Lessons in Elocution: Or, A Selection of Pieces, in Prose and Verse, for the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Elements of Gesture. Also, an Appendix, Containing Lessons on a New PlanE. P. Walton, 1829 - 407ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... irrecoverably confounds the understanding ; produces fainting , which is sometimes followed by death . Shame , or a sense of one's appearing to a disadvantage , before one's fellow creatures ; turns away the face from OF GESTURE . 33.
... irrecoverably confounds the understanding ; produces fainting , which is sometimes followed by death . Shame , or a sense of one's appearing to a disadvantage , before one's fellow creatures ; turns away the face from OF GESTURE . 33.
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... sense of guilt , casts down the coun- tenance , and clouds it with anxiety ; hangs down the head , draws the eyebrows down upon the eyes . right hand beats the breast . The teeth gnash with an- guish . The whole body is strained and ...
... sense of guilt , casts down the coun- tenance , and clouds it with anxiety ; hangs down the head , draws the eyebrows down upon the eyes . right hand beats the breast . The teeth gnash with an- guish . The whole body is strained and ...
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... sense and just speaking would require . Almost all persons , who have not studied the art of speaking , have a habit of utter- ing their words so rapidly , that this latter exercise ought generally to be made use of for a considerable ...
... sense and just speaking would require . Almost all persons , who have not studied the art of speaking , have a habit of utter- ing their words so rapidly , that this latter exercise ought generally to be made use of for a considerable ...
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... sense must always ap- pear confused and obscure , and often be misunderstood ; and the spirit and energy of the piece must be wholly lost . In executing this part of the office of a speaker , it will by no means be sufficient to attend ...
... sense must always ap- pear confused and obscure , and often be misunderstood ; and the spirit and energy of the piece must be wholly lost . In executing this part of the office of a speaker , it will by no means be sufficient to attend ...
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... sense which requires the last sound to be elevated or emphatical , an easy fall suffi- cient to shew that the sense is finished , will be proper . And in pathetic pieces , especially those of the plaintive , tender or solemn kind , the ...
... sense which requires the last sound to be elevated or emphatical , an easy fall suffi- cient to shew that the sense is finished , will be proper . And in pathetic pieces , especially those of the plaintive , tender or solemn kind , the ...
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373 ÆäÀÌÁö - And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
378 ÆäÀÌÁö - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding : which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
384 ÆäÀÌÁö - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him...
380 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... 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 : 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,
236 ÆäÀÌÁö - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
381 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.
248 ÆäÀÌÁö - The Epitaph Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A Youth, to Fortune and to Fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere; Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gain'd from Heaven, 'twas all he wish'd, a friend.
243 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was...
382 ÆäÀÌÁö - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment ! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason.
276 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...