A class-book of elocutionJohnstone and Hunter, 1853 - 360 sidor |
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Sida 21
... soul back to the ages of old , and to the days of ōther years . - O'ften have I heard of Cómal , who slew the friend ... sóul was fixed on Còmal . - O'ften mét their eyes of love . Their còurse in the chase was òne . - Happy were their ...
... soul back to the ages of old , and to the days of ōther years . - O'ften have I heard of Cómal , who slew the friend ... sóul was fixed on Còmal . - O'ften mét their eyes of love . Their còurse in the chase was òne . - Happy were their ...
Sida 22
... soul's sincere desire , Utter'd or unexpress'd ; The motion of a hidden fire , That trembles in the breast . Prayer is the burden of a sigh , The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye , When none but God is near . Prayer is ...
... soul's sincere desire , Utter'd or unexpress'd ; The motion of a hidden fire , That trembles in the breast . Prayer is the burden of a sigh , The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye , When none but God is near . Prayer is ...
Sida 25
... soul and body . He made the dumb that attended him to sing his praises , and the làme to leap for jòy ; the deaf to hear his wonders , and the blìnd to see his glòry . He had nó guàrd of sól- diers , nor magníficent rètinue of sérvants ...
... soul and body . He made the dumb that attended him to sing his praises , and the làme to leap for jòy ; the deaf to hear his wonders , and the blìnd to see his glòry . He had nó guàrd of sól- diers , nor magníficent rètinue of sérvants ...
Sida 38
... soul , and refúse his body a grave in Italy ? Will ány pèrson give his vòice for bánishing a man from thìs city , whom évery city on earth would be proūd to receive withìn its walls ? Háppy the country that shall receive him ...
... soul , and refúse his body a grave in Italy ? Will ány pèrson give his vòice for bánishing a man from thìs city , whom évery city on earth would be proūd to receive withìn its walls ? Háppy the country that shall receive him ...
Sida 44
... soul's deep silence , and the depth Of Nature's silence , midnight , thus inquire : What am I ? and from whence ? I nothing know But that I am ; and , since I am , conclude Something eternal . Had there e'er been nought , Nought still ...
... soul's deep silence , and the depth Of Nature's silence , midnight , thus inquire : What am I ? and from whence ? I nothing know But that I am ; and , since I am , conclude Something eternal . Had there e'er been nought , Nought still ...
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Sida 45 - 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 in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
Sida 283 - Lands intersected by a narrow frith Abhor each other. Mountains interposed Make enemies of nations, who had else Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Sida 330 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Sida 114 - The depth saith, It is not in me; and the sea saith, It is not with me. It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.
Sida 265 - Is it far away in some region old, Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? Not there ; not there, my child.
Sida 217 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Sida 275 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow. We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow...
Sida 94 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die — to sleep — No more ; and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Sida 208 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar...
Sida 299 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.