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2 A MIDDLE TONE, or medium loudness of voice, is employed in reading narrative, descriptive, or didactic sentences.
I love my country's pine-clad hills,
Her sunshine and her storms;
In wild fantastic forms.
3. A LOUD TONE, or fullness and stress of voice is used in expressing violent passions and vehement emotions.
STAND! the ground's your own, my braves,-
Hope yo mercy still ?
Ask it-ye who will !
Two sounds may be alike in quantity and pitch, yet differ in quality. The sounds produced on the clarinet and flute, may agree in pitch and quantity, yet be unlike in quality. The same is true in regard to the tones of the voice of two indi. viduals. This difference is occasioned mainly by the different positions of the vocal organs.
The qualities of voice mostly used in reading or speaking, and which should receive the highest degree of culture, are the l'ure Tone, the Orotund, the Aspirated, and the Guttural
RULES FOR QUALITY. 1. THE PURE TONE is a clear, smooth, sonorous flow of sound, usually accompanied with the middle pitch of voice, and is adapted to express emotions of joy, cheerfulness, love, and tranquillity.
Hail! beauteous stranger of the wood,
Attendant on the spring,
And woods thy welcome sing.
2. THE OROTUND is a full, deep, round, and pure tone of voice, peculiarly adapted in expressing sublime and pathetic emotions.
It thunders! Sons of dust, in reverence bow!
3. THE ASPIRATED TONE of voice is not a pure, vocal sound, but rather a forcible breathing utterance, and is used to express.. amazemoent, fear, terror, anger, revenge, remorse, and fervent emotions.
Oh, coward conscience, how dost thou affright mel
4. THE GUTTURAL QUALITY is a deep; aspirated tone of voice, used to express aversion, hatred, loathing, and contempt.
Tell me I hate the bowl?
Hats is a feeble word:
With strong disgust is stirred,
NOTATION IN MODULATION.
# () high.
(°°) high and loud. () low. 6.) low and loud. (=) quick. (") short and quick. (si) slow.
EXAMPLES FOR EXERCISE IN MODULATION.
(P) Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows,
And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; (f.) But when loud surges lash the sounding shore,
The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar.
(sl.) When Ajax strives some rock’s vast weight to throw,
The line, too, labors, and the words move slow; (+) Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain,
Flies o'er the unbending corn, and skims along the main. POPE
Go ring the bells and fire the guns,
And fling the starry banner out;
Give back the cradle shout.
“And now, farewell! 'Tis hard to give thee up,
With death so like a gentle slumber on thee!
If from this woe its bitterness had won thee.
My lost boy, Absalom !"
The sun hath set in folded clouds,
Its twilight rays are gone,
The storm is rolling on.
The fainting spirit braves,
Are gone to early graves !
On! onward still! o'er the land he sweeps,
Nor stops to look back
On his dreary track,
From every battle-field of the revolution—from Lexington and Bunker Hill—from Saratoga and Yorktown—from the fields of Eutaw—from the cane-brakes that sheltered the men of Marion—the repeated, longprolonged echoes came up—(f.) “The UNION: IT MUST BE PRESERVED."
From every valley in our land—from every cabin on the pleasant mountain sides—from the ships at our wharves—from the tents of the hunter in our westernmost prairies—from the living minds of the living millions of American freemen—from the thickly coming glories of futurity—the shout went up, like the sound of many waters, (f.) “THE UNION: IT MUST BE PRESERVED."
The thunders hushed, -
There was a calm.
“Quick! Man the boat!" (=) Away they spring
The stranger ship to aid,
As rapid speed they made.
Hush! lightly tread! still tranquilly she sleeps ;
Can it be?
Away! away to the mountain's brow,
Where the trees are gently waving;
Where the streams are gently laving.
An hour passed on ;-the Turk awoke ;
That bright dream was his last;
And death-shots falling thick and fast
Bozzaris cheer his band ;-
He said, and on the rampart hights arrayed
(6) His speech was at first low-toned and slow. Sometimes his voice would deepen, (oo) like the sound of distant thunder; and anon, ") his flashes of wit and enthusiasm would light up the anxious faces of his hearers, like the far-off lightning of a coming storm.