Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, as Well as for the Perusal of Persons of Taste : with an Appendix, Containing Concise Lessons on a New Plan, and Principles of English GrammarC. Elliot, 1789 - 398 sidor |
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... thefe liberties he hopes to be for- given ; especially as they have been the means of giving it , at laft , a degree of excellence , which , he flatters himself , will render it highly acceptable to every perfon of taste . To prevent ...
... thefe liberties he hopes to be for- given ; especially as they have been the means of giving it , at laft , a degree of excellence , which , he flatters himself , will render it highly acceptable to every perfon of taste . To prevent ...
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... Thefe are the feeds by which the feveral races of plants are propagated and continued , and which are always lodged in flowers or bloffoms . Nature feems to hide her principal defign , and to be industrious in making the earth gay and ...
... Thefe are the feeds by which the feveral races of plants are propagated and continued , and which are always lodged in flowers or bloffoms . Nature feems to hide her principal defign , and to be industrious in making the earth gay and ...
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... thefe , if rightly confidered , fhould be far from overcast- ing the mind with forrow , or deftroying that cheerfulness of temper which I have been recommending . This in- terfperfion of evil with good , and pain with pleasure , in the ...
... thefe , if rightly confidered , fhould be far from overcast- ing the mind with forrow , or deftroying that cheerfulness of temper which I have been recommending . This in- terfperfion of evil with good , and pain with pleasure , in the ...
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... Thefe may receive great alleviation from fuch a comparison as the unhappy perfon may make between himself and others , or between the misfortune which he fuffers , and greater misfortunes which might have be- - fallen him . « I like the ...
... Thefe may receive great alleviation from fuch a comparison as the unhappy perfon may make between himself and others , or between the misfortune which he fuffers , and greater misfortunes which might have be- - fallen him . « I like the ...
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... thefe fifty years , and by my good will would never have it out of my y hand . It grieves my heart to fee a couple of proud idle flirts fipping their tea , for a whole after- noon , in a great room hung round with the industry of their ...
... thefe fifty years , and by my good will would never have it out of my y hand . It grieves my heart to fee a couple of proud idle flirts fipping their tea , for a whole after- noon , in a great room hung round with the industry of their ...
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Sida 375 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Sida 321 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Sida 209 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Sida 220 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Sida 109 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
Sida 353 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is that word honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? He that died o
Sida 323 - 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...
Sida 336 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Sida 321 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Sida 187 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.