Examples. "War! war! no peace! peace is to me a war. O Lymoges! O Austria! thou dost shame That bloody spoil: Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward: Thou little valiant, great in villany! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety!"— Constance, in KING John. "I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak: I'll have no speaking; I will have my bond." Shylock, in THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. "Gone to be married! Gone to swear a peace! False blood to false blood joined! Gone to be friends! Shall Lewis have Blanche? and Blanche these provinces ? It is not so; thou hast misspoke, misheard; Be well advised, tell o'er thy tale again: It cannot be; thou dost but say, 'tis so." Constance, in KING JOHN. "How like a fawning publican he looks! He lends out money gratis, and brings down If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. He hates our sacred nation; and he rails, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, "Be then his love accursed, since love or hate, Nay, cursed be thou, since against his thy will ·666 Me miserable! which way shall I fly Satan, in PARADISE LOST. Traitor!' I go — but I return. This trial! Or make the infant's sinews strong as steel. This day 's the birth of sorrows! This hour's work Catiline to the Senate. - CROLY. THE FALSETTO. The Falsetto is that peculiar tone, heard in the higher degrees of pitch, after the natural voice breaks, or apparently outruns its power. It is used in the emphatic scream of terror or pain; in the expression of extreme surprise, mockery, &c. Examples. "He said he would not ransom Mortimer; And in his ear I'll holla - 'Mortimer!' Nay, I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak Nothing but Mortimer,' and give it him, To keep his anger still in motion." Hotspur, in HENRY FOURTH. "Signior Antonio, many a time and oft, A cur can lend three thousand ducats? or With bated breath, and whispering humbleness, Fair sir, you spit on me on Wednesday last: Shylock, in MERCHANT OF VENICE. "O upright judge! — Mark, Jew; - O learned judge!" I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word."— Ibid. "Ah!' she said, 'the eyes of Pauguk Glare upon me in the darkness, I can feel his icy fingers Clasping mine amid the darkness! Hiawatha! Hiawatha! And the desolate Hiawatha, Far away amid the forest, Miles away among the mountains, Heard that sudden cry of anguish, Heard the voice of Minnehaha Calling to him in the darkness, TREMOR. The Tremor or Trembling Tone consists of a tremulous iteration, or a number of impulses of sound of the least assignable duration. It is used in excessive grief, pity, plaintiveness; in an intense degree of suppressed excitement, or satisfaction; and when the voice is enfeebled by age. "The Tremor is made subservient to all kinds of passion; for there is scarce a passion, whether of joy, grief, or exultation, there is scarce even a sentiment, whether of tenderness or supplication, contempt, indignant scorn, or any other connatural state of feeling, to which this function of the voice does not at times add a much higher degree of impressiveness than could be effected solely by the concrete movement."-Tower. Examples. "Willows whiten, aspens quiver, By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls, and four gray towers, And the silent isle embowers The Lady of Shalott."- Tennyson. "Weep, my Eschylus, But low and far, upon Sicilian shores! For since 't was Athens (so I read the myth) AURORA LEIGH, Mrs. Browning. "St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it was! The hair limped trembling through the frozen grass, Numb were the Beadsmans' fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted breath, Like pious incense from a censer old, Seem'd taking flight for heaven, without a death, Past the sweet Virgin's picture, while his prayers he saith." THE EVE OF ST. AGNES-Keats. "Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, To give us only good; and if the night "Life! we've been long together, PARADISE LOST. Through pleasant and through cloudy weather: Then steal away, give little warning, Say not Good Night, but in some brighter clime 66 Only waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown; LIFE.-Mrs. Barbauld. |