A Manual of Elocution: Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice. With Classified Illustrations Suggested by and Arranged to Meet the Practical Difficulties of Instruction
Eldredge & Brother, 1871 - 384페이지
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angels Annabel Lee beauty bells beneath Bingen blessed breast breath Catiline cloud cowslips cried Cusha dark dead death deep doth dream earth elocution eternal expression eyes faith fall fear feel flowers forever Gerald Massey give glory golden grave grief hand hath hear heard heart heaven hope inflection John MacBride King Lady Lars Porsena light live look Lord loud Macb Macbeth melody Merchant of Venice mind Moscow mother nature never Nevermore night o'er pain passion pause peace Philip Van Artevelde pitch pray prayer proud Queen Quoth the Raven Ring rise round semitone sentence silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stars stress sweet syllable tears tell Tennyson thee thine things thought Toll tone Trimeter true truth uppe utterance voice weep wild wind words
369 페이지 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
309 페이지 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make, With a bare bodkin?
148 페이지 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
117 페이지 - Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the...
138 페이지 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
117 페이지 - If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offenses which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the...
255 페이지 - 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.
343 페이지 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke; How jocund did they drive their team afield! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke! Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.