SPECIAL EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION. 293 dates to an incurable resentment the minds of your enemies, to overrun them with the sordid sons of rapine and of plunder, devoting them and their possessions to the rapacity of hireling cruelty. If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I NEVER would lay down my arms! never! never! never!" Pro. In order to acquire strength in the middle tones, it is well to practice the voice in passages like the preceding, and some from Cicero's speeches, preserving all the energy of which we are capable in the middle range, but not suffering the voice to rise to a very high pitch. Here is something in a different vein; but, in the delivery, the voice should be in the middle pitch, and have an orotund smoothness and purity of tone: "I care not, Fortune, what you me deny; You can not rob me of free Nature's grace; Through which Auro'ra shows her brightening face; You can not bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve. Let Health my nerves and finer fibers brace, Byron's Apostrophe to the Ocean affords a good xercise in orotund delivery. Select, now, a passage to suit your own taste. Stu. I will read Job's noble description of the warhorse, taking Noyes's translation: "Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? He paweth in the valley; he exulteth in his strength, He laugheth at fear; he trembleth not, 294 SPECIAL EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION. The flaming spear, and the lance. With rage and fury he devoureth the ground; And snuffeth the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the war-shout." Pro. The reply of Grattan to Corry furnishes the following impassioned example: 6 "The right honorable gentleman has called me an unimpeached traitor.' I ask, why not 'traitor,' unqualified by any epithet? I will tell him: it was because he dare not! It was the act of a coward, who raises his arm to strike, but has not courage to give the blow! I will not call him villain, because it would be unpar·liamentary, and he is a privy councilor. I will not call him fool, because he happens to be Chancellor of the Exchequer. But I say he is one who has abused the privilege of Parliament, and the freedom of debate, to the uttering language which, if spoken out of this House, I should answer only with a blow! I care not how high his situation, how low his character, how contemptible his speech; whether a privy councilor or a parasite, — my answer would be a blow!" Portia's celebrated address, from Shakspeare's Merchant of Venice, affords one of the most beautiful exercises in the language for a pure orotund delivery, in middle pitch, unbroken by passion. It can not be too often and carefully practiced: "The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven And earthly power doth then show likest God's SPECIAL EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION. When mercy seasons justice: therefore, Jew, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render 295 But we have now to consider the question of low pitch. "There are few voices," says Walker, "so perfect as to combine the three ranges, or, in other words, a full compass of voice; those which have a good lower range often wanting an upper range, and those which have a good upper range often wanting a lower range. Care should be taken to improve that part of the voice which is most deficient." The following beautiful pas sage, from Coleridge's translation of Schiller's "Wallenstein," presents an example for practice. It begins in quite a low pitch, in the tone - almost a whisperof tearful anguish and despondency; but at the eighteenth line the voice rises; and the twentieth and twenty-first lines should be delivered in the high pitch of abandonment to an overmastering sentiment of enthusiasm and regret: "He is gone - is dust! He, the more fortunate! yea, he hath finished! His life is bright-bright without spot it was, Far off is he, above desire and fear; No more submitted to the change and chance Of the unsteady planets. O, 't is well With him! but who knows what the coming hour, Veiled in thick darkness, brings for us? This anguish will be wearied down, I know; What pang is permanent with man? From the highest, As from the vilest thing of every day, He learns to wean himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. 296 SPECIAL EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION. For, O! he stood beside me, like my youth,- The beautiful is vanished-and returns not." Stu. There is a well-known poem, by James which seems to me to afford an example of low "The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armor against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings! Scepter, crown, Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crook'ed scythe and spade." Pro. The closing sentences from the address young and gifted Robert Emmett, who was h 1803, in Dublin, having been convicted of hig son against the British crown, afford another ap ate example of low pitch: run. I have but one request t it is the charity of its "I am going to my cold and silent grave. My lamp nearly extinguished. My race is The grave opens t me, and I sink into its bosom ! my departure, from this world; Let no man write my epitaph; for, as no man who knows tives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance them. Let them and me repose in obscurity and peace, tomb remain uninscribed, until other times and other mer justice to my character. When my country takes her place the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my be written! I have done." Stu. Thomas Moore's lines, on the death of th Robert Emmett, are in a like subdued strain: "O! breathe not his name; let it sleep in the shade, SPECIAL EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.” 297 Pro. The following passage from Young's Night Thoughts has been often quoted as an appropriate exercise in low pitch: Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, Her leaden scepter o'er a slumbering world. Stu. What do you understand by a mon'otone? Pro. A monotone is intonation without change of pitch; that is, a fullness of tone without ascent or descent on the scale. The following passage, from Milton, exemplifies the tone: High on a throne of royal state, which far Or where the gorgeous East, with richest hand, The tone is often appropriate in solemn and sublime descriptions; and there are many passages in the Book of Job in which it may be employed with suitable effect; as in the following: "Fear came upon me, and trembling, The hair of my flesh stood up; It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: An image was before my eyes; There was silence, and I heard a voice saying, Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?” |