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... hear it mentally . Then let the voice flow forth freely and smoothly , without any effort at the throat , all strain concentrated at the abdominal muscles , using these to back your tone up and 20 POWER AND PERSONALITY IN SPEAKING.
... hear it mentally . Then let the voice flow forth freely and smoothly , without any effort at the throat , all strain concentrated at the abdominal muscles , using these to back your tone up and 20 POWER AND PERSONALITY IN SPEAKING.
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... hear the brook flow , The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper , No chirp of any bird , But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard . I sat beneath the elm - tree And watched the long , long shade , And ...
... hear the brook flow , The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper , No chirp of any bird , But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard . I sat beneath the elm - tree And watched the long , long shade , And ...
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... hear The high behest , and every heart obey ! " " The Excursion . " WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 3. For mark well , even in the course of a single night , changes may take place in human things without your being consulted which entirely alter ...
... hear The high behest , and every heart obey ! " " The Excursion . " WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 3. For mark well , even in the course of a single night , changes may take place in human things without your being consulted which entirely alter ...
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... hear the tempest - trumpings loud , And see the lightning lances driven , When strive the warriors of the storm , And rolls the thunder - drum of heaven ; Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover ...
... hear the tempest - trumpings loud , And see the lightning lances driven , When strive the warriors of the storm , And rolls the thunder - drum of heaven ; Child of the sun ! to thee ' tis given To guard the banner of the free , To hover ...
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... Hear the sledges with the bells - silver bells- What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , in the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens , seem to tinkle with a ...
... Hear the sledges with the bells - silver bells- What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , in the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens , seem to tinkle with a ...
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417 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
378 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
369 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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!
47 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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!
398 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
415 ÆäÀÌÁö - WHEN all Thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys ; Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love and praise.
389 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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?