Orthophony: Or, Vocal Culture in Elocution: A Manual of Elementary Exercises, Adapted to Dr. Rush's "Philosophy of the Human Voice," and Designed as an Introduction to Russell's "American Elocutionist." |
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... night by night , Through lovers ' brains , and then they dream of love ; O'er lawyers ' fingers , who straight dream on fees ; O'er ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream : Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose , And then ...
... night by night , Through lovers ' brains , and then they dream of love ; O'er lawyers ' fingers , who straight dream on fees ; O'er ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream : Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose , And then ...
Page 85
... nights of storm slow waning ; the damp and icy breath , felt to the pillow of the dying ; its destitutions , its contrasts with all their former expe rience in life ; its insulation and loneliness ; its death - bed and burials ; its ...
... nights of storm slow waning ; the damp and icy breath , felt to the pillow of the dying ; its destitutions , its contrasts with all their former expe rience in life ; its insulation and loneliness ; its death - bed and burials ; its ...
Page 88
... Night's glowing galaxy , And harbinger of social bliss ! how oft , Amid the twilights of departed years , Resting beside the river's mirror clear , On trunk of massy oak , with eyes upturned To thee in admiration , have I sat Dreaming ...
... Night's glowing galaxy , And harbinger of social bliss ! how oft , Amid the twilights of departed years , Resting beside the river's mirror clear , On trunk of massy oak , with eyes upturned To thee in admiration , have I sat Dreaming ...
Page 92
... night's destructive to the hue Of every flower that blows . Go to the field , And ask the humble daisy why it sleeps , Soon as the sun departs : Why close the eyes Of blossoms infinite , ere the still moon Her oriental veil puts off ...
... night's destructive to the hue Of every flower that blows . Go to the field , And ask the humble daisy why it sleeps , Soon as the sun departs : Why close the eyes Of blossoms infinite , ere the still moon Her oriental veil puts off ...
Page 93
... night's unkindly damp . Well may it droop , and all its freshness lose , Compelled to taste the rank and poisonous steam Of midnight theatre , and morning ball . Give to repose the solemn hour she claims ; And , from the forehead of the ...
... night's unkindly damp . Well may it droop , and all its freshness lose , Compelled to taste the rank and poisonous steam Of midnight theatre , and morning ball . Give to repose the solemn hour she claims ; And , from the forehead of the ...
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