Reading and Elocution: Theoretical and PracticalIvison, Blakeman, Taylor & Company, 1872 - Всего страниц: 430 |
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... fall ! On God's own altar streamed his blood ; While o'er my prostrate kinsman stood The ruthless murderer , even as now , — With armed hand and scornful brow . Up ! all who love me ! blow on , blow ! And lay the outlawed felon low ! 2 ...
... fall ! On God's own altar streamed his blood ; While o'er my prostrate kinsman stood The ruthless murderer , even as now , — With armed hand and scornful brow . Up ! all who love me ! blow on , blow ! And lay the outlawed felon low ! 2 ...
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... falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain - cloud ; 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 ...
... falling thick and fast As lightnings from the mountain - cloud ; 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 ...
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... falls ! ye that from your dizzy heights Adown enormous ravines steeply slope , - Torrents , methinks , that heard a mighty noise , And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you ...
... falls ! ye that from your dizzy heights Adown enormous ravines steeply slope , - Torrents , methinks , that heard a mighty noise , And stopped at once amidst their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you ...
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... falling on her knees , — " We're saved , " she cries , " we're saved . " 2 . Go ring the bells and fire the guns ... fall off ; And his face grows fierce and thin , And a look of human woe , from his staring eyes did go- Toll slowly ...
... falling on her knees , — " We're saved , " she cries , " we're saved . " 2 . Go ring the bells and fire the guns ... fall off ; And his face grows fierce and thin , And a look of human woe , from his staring eyes did go- Toll slowly ...
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... falling dew , But in bright and changeful beauty shine Far down in the green and glassy brine . 2 . Percival . And the sun became black as sackcloth of hair , and the moon became as blood ; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth ...
... falling dew , But in bright and changeful beauty shine Far down in the green and glassy brine . 2 . Percival . And the sun became black as sackcloth of hair , and the moon became as blood ; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth ...
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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...