Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking |
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... Thou old fool , replied the Fox , hadst thou but half as much brains as beard , thou wouldst never have believed that I would hazard my own life to save thine . However , I will leave with thee a piece of advice , which may be of ...
... Thou old fool , replied the Fox , hadst thou but half as much brains as beard , thou wouldst never have believed that I would hazard my own life to save thine . However , I will leave with thee a piece of advice , which may be of ...
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... Thou art a very honest fellow , replied the Lawyer , and wilt not think it unreasonable , that I expect one of thy oxen in return . It is no more than justice , quoth the Farmer , to be sure : But , what did I say ? -I mistake . It is ...
... Thou art a very honest fellow , replied the Lawyer , and wilt not think it unreasonable , that I expect one of thy oxen in return . It is no more than justice , quoth the Farmer , to be sure : But , what did I say ? -I mistake . It is ...
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... thou shouldst continue the Spec- tator . If thou thinkest this dream will make a tolerable one , it is at thy service , from , dear Spec , thine , sleeping and and waking , WILL HONEYCOME . " The ladies will see by this letter , what I ...
... thou shouldst continue the Spec- tator . If thou thinkest this dream will make a tolerable one , it is at thy service , from , dear Spec , thine , sleeping and and waking , WILL HONEYCOME . " The ladies will see by this letter , what I ...
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... thou hast been brought hither ? I have been now twenty years an inhabitant of the wilderness , in which I never saw a man before . " Obidah then re- lated the occurrences of his journey , without any cou cealment or palliation . " Son ...
... thou hast been brought hither ? I have been now twenty years an inhabitant of the wilderness , in which I never saw a man before . " Obidah then re- lated the occurrences of his journey , without any cou cealment or palliation . " Son ...
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... Thou distinguished attribute and honor of human kind ! Who art not only able to imitate na- ture in her graces , but even to adorn her with graces of thine own ! Possessed of thee , the meanest genius grows deserving , and has a just ...
... Thou distinguished attribute and honor of human kind ! Who art not only able to imitate na- ture in her graces , but even to adorn her with graces of thine own ! Possessed of thee , the meanest genius grows deserving , and has a just ...
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Page 366 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear : believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 350 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection...
Page 236 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 362 - 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.
Page 261 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young : The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ! Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes! Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
Page 359 - 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 heart-ache, 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...
Page 249 - Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
Page 367 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause: What cause withholds you then to mourn for him? O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason. Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Page 342 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 351 - Suit the action to the word, the word to the action: with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form, and pressure.