Reading and Elocution: Theoretical and PracticalIvison, Blakeman, Taylor & Company, 1872 - Всего страниц: 430 |
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... arm hath gotten him the victory . Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth ; make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto the Lord with the harp ; with the harp and the voice of a psalm . Bible . 4. Thorough An ...
... arm hath gotten him the victory . Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth ; make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto the Lord with the harp ; with the harp and the voice of a psalm . Bible . 4. Thorough An ...
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... arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! " He woke to die ' midst flame , and smoke , - And shout , and groan , and sabre stroke , And death - shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain - cloud ; And heard , with ...
... arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! " He woke to die ' midst flame , and smoke , - And shout , and groan , and sabre stroke , And death - shots falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain - cloud ; And heard , with ...
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... arms ! 3. Rapid . Used in expressing haste , fear , etc .: Longfellow . Hurrah ! the foes are moving . Hark to the mingled din , Of fife , and steed , and trump , and drum , and roaring culverin . The fiery duke is pricking fast across ...
... arms ! 3. Rapid . Used in expressing haste , fear , etc .: Longfellow . Hurrah ! the foes are moving . Hark to the mingled din , Of fife , and steed , and trump , and drum , and roaring culverin . The fiery duke is pricking fast across ...
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... Arm ! arm ! it is — it is the cannon's opening roar ! 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 ...
... Arm ! arm ! it is — it is the cannon's opening roar ! 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 ...
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... arm of power | to ward off the blow . A. o . May Heaven a VERT the calamity ! H. e . Out of my SIGHT | thou serpent ! • H. b . Thou tempting fiend , a VAUNT ! B. H. S. D. f . All personal feeling he de ros ited on the altar of his ...
... arm of power | to ward off the blow . A. o . May Heaven a VERT the calamity ! H. e . Out of my SIGHT | thou serpent ! • H. b . Thou tempting fiend , a VAUNT ! B. H. S. D. f . All personal feeling he de ros ited on the altar of his ...
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Стр. 3 - 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...
Стр. 410 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Стр. 27 - And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo. there was a great earthquake ; and the sun became black as sackcloth . of hair, and the moon became as blood ; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together ; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places.
Стр. 304 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band : " Strike till the last armed foe expires ! Strike for your altars and your fires ! Strike for the green graves of your sires, God and your native land...
Стр. 3 - ... 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.
Стр. 125 - T' make that place uz strong uz the rest." So the Deacon inquired of the village folk Where he could find the strongest oak, That couldn't be split nor bent nor broke,— That was for spokes and floor and sills; He sent for lancewood to make the thills; The crossbars were ash, from the straightest trees; The panels of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these; The hubs of logs from the "Settler's ellum...
Стр. 301 - Each public officer who takes an oath to support the constitution, swears that he will support it as he understands it, and not as it is understood by others.
Стр. 231 - This water His blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need ; Not what we give, but what we share, — For the gift without the giver is bare ; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, — Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Стр. 68 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 41 - But soon he saw the brisk awakening viol, Whose sweet entrancing voice he loved the best...