Voice Culture and Elocution

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Baker & Taylor, 1890 - 364 páginas
 

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Página 249 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as
Página 253 - are counselors That feelingly persuade me what I am." Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks. Sermons in stones, and good in everything. At
Página 110 - I. The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story ; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. II. O hark,
Página 242 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him, for he is a Christian ; But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him!
Página 244 - should like the torrent roar. 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 th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Essay on Criticism, Part II.
Página 219 - Put out the light, and then—put out the light ? If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me ; but once put out thine, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume. Othello, Act
Página 78 - Flashed all their sabers bare, Flashed as they turned in air, Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wondered ; Plunged in the battery smoke, Right through the line they broke ; Cossack and Russian Reeled from the saber stroke Shattered and sundered ! Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred.
Página 252 - the players : Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit. That from her workings, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspe'ct, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit
Página 214 - 1. Lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face ; But when he once attains the upmost round. He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend ; so Caesar may ; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Página 263 - 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, Even there where merchants most do congregate, On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift, Which he calls interest: Cursed be my tribe If I forgive him. Merchant of

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