Elmo's Model Speaker for Platform, School and Home, Arranged on an Entirely New Plan: Providing Programmes for Twelve Evening Entertainments, Selections Suitable for Juvenile Gatherings, Brief Responses to Encores. Speeches for Weddings, Presentations, Farewells and Welcomes. An Invaluable Book for Clubs, Lyceums and Young People's AssociationsThomas W. Handford |
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... KING OF DENMARK'S RIDE . Caroline E. Norton OTHELLO'S APOLOGY . W. Shakspeare THE JACKDAW OF RHEIMS . Rev. T. Barham 145 151 154 . 155 . 157 160 . 163 166 168 171 175 177 • 178 179 183 189 192 • 195 196 198 PROGRAMME NO . 7 . EXECUTION ...
... KING OF DENMARK'S RIDE . Caroline E. Norton OTHELLO'S APOLOGY . W. Shakspeare THE JACKDAW OF RHEIMS . Rev. T. Barham 145 151 154 . 155 . 157 160 . 163 166 168 171 175 177 • 178 179 183 189 192 • 195 196 198 PROGRAMME NO . 7 . EXECUTION ...
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... KING OF THE LOCUSTS . Anonymous LEEDLE YAWCOB STRAUSS . 381 Charles F. Adams . A Boy's POCKET AND A GIRL'S POCKET . Norristown Herald ONE OF HIS NAMES . Josephine Pollard . • 383 385 . • • 386 CHARLIE MACHREE . Wm . J. Hoppin • 387 ...
... KING OF THE LOCUSTS . Anonymous LEEDLE YAWCOB STRAUSS . 381 Charles F. Adams . A Boy's POCKET AND A GIRL'S POCKET . Norristown Herald ONE OF HIS NAMES . Josephine Pollard . • 383 385 . • • 386 CHARLIE MACHREE . Wm . J. Hoppin • 387 ...
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... kings of old ; From sea - girt Populonia , Whose sentinels descry Sardinia's snowy mountain - tops Fringing the southern sky ; V. From the proud mart of Pisa , Queen of the western waves , Where ride Massilia's triremes , Heavy with ...
... kings of old ; From sea - girt Populonia , Whose sentinels descry Sardinia's snowy mountain - tops Fringing the southern sky ; V. From the proud mart of Pisa , Queen of the western waves , Where ride Massilia's triremes , Heavy with ...
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... will not be considered orthodox . It was Ralph's ; and I write it down at the risk of bringing him into condemnation . DR . EDWARD EGGLESTON . THE ENCHANTED SHIRT . THE king was sick . His THE CHURCH OF THE BEST LICKS . 37.
... will not be considered orthodox . It was Ralph's ; and I write it down at the risk of bringing him into condemnation . DR . EDWARD EGGLESTON . THE ENCHANTED SHIRT . THE king was sick . His THE CHURCH OF THE BEST LICKS . 37.
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... king was sick . His cheek was red , And his eye was clear and bright ; He ate and drank with a kingly zest , And peacefully snored at night . But he said he was sick - and a king should know ; And doctors came by the score- They did not ...
... king was sick . His cheek was red , And his eye was clear and bright ; He ate and drank with a kingly zest , And peacefully snored at night . But he said he was sick - and a king should know ; And doctors came by the score- They did not ...
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Page 339 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Page 177 - I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps, His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel ; ' As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Page 113 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, — For Brutus is an honorable man ; So are they all, all honorable men, — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 103 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken...
Page 179 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 61 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 197 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Page 102 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.
Page 178 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late, For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the...
Page 94 - And glory to our Sovereign Liege, King Henry of Navarre ! Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance, Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, oh pleasant land of France ! And thou, Rochelle, our own Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.