A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice: With Classified Illustrations : Suggested by and Arranged to Meet the Practical Difficulties of Instruction |
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... turns in indignation from the glittering , whitened lie of sepulchral Pharisaism , which injures no one . Integrity recoils from deceptions which men would almost smile to hear called de- ception . To a moral , pure mind , the artifices ...
... turns in indignation from the glittering , whitened lie of sepulchral Pharisaism , which injures no one . Integrity recoils from deceptions which men would almost smile to hear called de- ception . To a moral , pure mind , the artifices ...
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... turn away from it ; you shut yourselves within your park - walls and garden - gates ; and you are content to know that there is beyond them a whole world in wilderness a world of secrets which you dare not penetrate ; and of suffering 5 ...
... turn away from it ; you shut yourselves within your park - walls and garden - gates ; and you are content to know that there is beyond them a whole world in wilderness a world of secrets which you dare not penetrate ; and of suffering 5 ...
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... turn away , and the knotted caterpillar spare , - if you could bid the dew fall upon them in the drought , and say to the south wind , in the frost , - " Come , thou south , and breathe upon my garden , that the spices of it may flow ...
... turn away , and the knotted caterpillar spare , - if you could bid the dew fall upon them in the drought , and say to the south wind , in the frost , - " Come , thou south , and breathe upon my garden , that the spices of it may flow ...
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... turn to you , and for you , " The Larkspur listens - I hear , I hear ! And the Lily whispers — I wait . " Did you notice that I missed two lines when I read you that first stanza ; and think that I had forgotten them ? Hear them now ...
... turn to you , and for you , " The Larkspur listens - I hear , I hear ! And the Lily whispers — I wait . " Did you notice that I missed two lines when I read you that first stanza ; and think that I had forgotten them ? Hear them now ...
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... turn a woman into a dictionary ; but it is deeply necessary that she should be taught to enter with her whole personality into the history she reads ; to picture the passages of it vitally in her own bright imagination ; to apprehend ...
... turn a woman into a dictionary ; but it is deeply necessary that she should be taught to enter with her whole personality into the history she reads ; to picture the passages of it vitally in her own bright imagination ; to apprehend ...
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Page 146 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Page 61 - ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 142 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 343 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonored dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Page 278 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night. And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Page 341 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke ; How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor.
Page 269 - Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er...
Page 233 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself ; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Page 343 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 388 - O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls ! what, weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here ; Here is himself, marred, as you see, with traitors.