A Grammar of Elocution: Containing the Principles of the Arts of Reading and Speaking : Illustrated by Appropriate Exercises and Examples : Adapted to Colleges, Schools, and Private Instruction, the Whole Arranged in the Order in which it is Taught in Harvard University
A.H. Maltby, 1832 - 346 páginas
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Página 109 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Página 109 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile! it answers — yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial -day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Página 180 - She saith unto him, Yea, Lord : I believe that thou art the Christ the Son of God, which should come into the world.
Página 46 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Página 160 - British earth, that the ground on which he treads is holy, and consecrated by the genius of universal emancipation. No matter in what language his doom may have been pronounced; no matter what complexion incompatible with freedom, an Indian or an African sun may have burnt upon him; no matter in what disastrous battle his liberty may have been cloven down; no matter with what solemnities he may have been devoted upon the altar of slavery, — the...
Página 131 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water, seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But as the world harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Página 145 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round: Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odors from his dewy wings.
Página 83 - the greater genius ; Virgil the better artist : in the " one, we most admire the man ; in the other, the " work. Homer hurries us with a commanding " impetuosity ; Virgil leads us with an attractive " majesty. Homer scatters with a generous profusion ; " Virgil bestows with a careful magnificence. Homer, " like the Nile, pours out his riches with a sudden " overflow ; Virgil, like a river in its banks, with a
Página 149 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Página 180 - In the midst of life we are in death: of whom may we seek for succour, but of Thee, O Lord, who for our sins art justly displeased? Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most mighty, O holy and most merciful Saviour, deliver us not into the bitter pains of eternal death.