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Yet shall thy shadowed image fill our breast,
TONE OF REMORSE.
(See Tone Drill No. 166.)
[The tone of Remorse proclaims agony of mind. It indicates that something troubles the conscience.]
Dream of Richard III.
Give me another horse!-bind up my wounds !—
Is there a murderer here? No;-yes; I am:
I am a villain. Yet I lie; I am not.
Fool, of thyself speak well:-Fool, do not flatter.
Perjury, foul perjury, in the high'st degree;
Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myself
Methought, the souls of all that I had murder'd
Wolsey on His Fall.
Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness!
But far beyond my depth: My high-blown pride
More pangs and fears than wars or women have;
Never to hope again.
-Henry VIII, iii., 2.
THE TONE OF EXULTATION.
(See Tone Drill No. 96.)
[The tone of Exultation indicates a personal joy bordering on
Gloster on His Wooing of Lady Anne.
Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.
With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,
The bleeding witness of her hatred by;
Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me, And I nothing to back my suit at all,
But the plain devil and dissembling looks,
And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!
Hath she forgot already that brave prince,
Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since,
Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?
A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,
Framed in the prodigality of nature,
Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,
The spacious world cannot again afford:
And will she yet debase her eyes on me,
That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,
And made her widow to a woful bed?
On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?
On me, that halt and am unshapen thus?
I do mistake my person all this while:
-Richard III, i., 2.
TONE OF DESPAIR.
(See Tone Drill No. 66.)
[The tone of Despair manifests absolute helplessness.]
Lament for James, Earl of Glencairn.
"Ye scattered birds that faintly sing,
The reliques of the vernal quire!
A few short months, and glad and gay,
But nocht in all revolving time
Can gladness bring again to me.
"I am a bending, agèd tree,
That long has stood the wind and rain;
But now has come a cruel blast,
And my last hald of earth is gane:
And ithers plant them in my room.
"I've seen sae mony changefu' years,
I bear alane my lade o' care,
Lie a' that would my sorrows share.
"And last (the sum of a' my griefs!)
His country's pride, his country's stay:
In weary being now I pine,
For a' the life of life is dead,
And hope has left my agèd ken,
TONE OF MALEDICTION.
(See Tone Drill No 134.)
[The tone of Malediction denotes that the speaker wishes evil to come to some person or thing. It is usually the accompaniment of hatred.]
Curse on Rome.
Rome, sole object of my resentment! Rome, to which thy arm has just sacrificed my lover!
Rome, which has seen thee born, and which thy heart adores! Rome, in short, which I