Exercises, Rules, and Hints on ElocutionWilliam Collins, Sons, 1881 - 130 páginas |
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... hear him groan ! ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans mark him , and write his speeches in their books , alas ! it cried- " Give me some drink , Titinius ! " - as a sick girl . Ye gods ! it doth amaze me , a man of such a ...
... hear him groan ! ay , and that tongue of his , that bade the Romans mark him , and write his speeches in their books , alas ! it cried- " Give me some drink , Titinius ! " - as a sick girl . Ye gods ! it doth amaze me , a man of such a ...
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... hear not my steps which way they walk , for fear thy very stones prate of my where - about . And take the present horror from the time which now suits with it . | While I threat , he lives : words to the heat of deeds too cold breath ...
... hear not my steps which way they walk , for fear thy very stones prate of my where - about . And take the present horror from the time which now suits with it . | While I threat , he lives : words to the heat of deeds too cold breath ...
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... hear ? QUEEN . No , nothing , but ourselves . HAMLET . ( Middle pitch , quick , deep , and strong . ) Why , look you there ! look how it steals away ! My father , in his habit , as he lived ! Look , where he goes , even now , out at the ...
... hear ? QUEEN . No , nothing , but ourselves . HAMLET . ( Middle pitch , quick , deep , and strong . ) Why , look you there ! look how it steals away ! My father , in his habit , as he lived ! Look , where he goes , even now , out at the ...
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... hear , forester ? ORLANDO . Very well ; what would you ? ROSALIND . I pray you ... what is't o'clock ? ( Aside ) —Hem ! ORLANDO . You should ask me what time o ' day ; there's no clock in the forest . ROSALIND . Then there is no true ...
... hear , forester ? ORLANDO . Very well ; what would you ? ROSALIND . I pray you ... what is't o'clock ? ( Aside ) —Hem ! ORLANDO . You should ask me what time o ' day ; there's no clock in the forest . ROSALIND . Then there is no true ...
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... hear thee speak of a better land : thou call'st its children a happy band ; mother ! Oh , where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it , where the flower 30 The Chinese Pig, The Better Land,
... hear thee speak of a better land : thou call'st its children a happy band ; mother ! Oh , where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it , where the flower 30 The Chinese Pig, The Better Land,
Términos y frases comunes
answer arms bear beauty bells better blessed blood bright called Canute Change child church comes cried dark dead dear death deep door earth EXERCISE expression eyes face falling father fear feel fell fire gentlemen give grace grave HAMLET hand happy Harry head hear heard heart heaven holy human John keep kind king knew lady land leave light live look Lord meet mind morning nature never night o'er once passed pause Pickwick poor QUEEN rest ROSALIND round RULE seemed seen sleep slow smile soul sound speak spirit stand stood sure talk tears tell thee things thou thought tone turned virtue voice vowel whole young
Pasajes populares
Página 31 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling. By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly, grim, and ancient Raven, wandering from the Nightly shore, Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore.
Página 17 - To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him as he lay along Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Página 14 - I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself.
Página 25 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ; And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland, more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar...
Página 32 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting — "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,
Página 32 - What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.
Página 27 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Página 16 - Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of Despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling, And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor...
Página 34 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 24 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.