The Speaker; Or Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking; to which is Prefixed An Essay on ElocutionJoseph Larkin, 1808 - 400 sider |
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Side 54
... dangerous fights retard thy way ! Soon Porto Sanco's rocky heights they spy , Like clouds dim rising in the distant sky , Glad Eurus whistles , laugh the sportive crew ; Each sail is set to catch the favouring gale , While on the yard ...
... dangerous fights retard thy way ! Soon Porto Sanco's rocky heights they spy , Like clouds dim rising in the distant sky , Glad Eurus whistles , laugh the sportive crew ; Each sail is set to catch the favouring gale , While on the yard ...
Side 58
... her . On this hint I spake ; She lov'd me for the dangers I had past ; And I lov'd her , that she did pity them . This only is the witchcraft I have us❜d . SHAKSPEARE CHAP . XX . ELIZA . NOW stood Eliza on 58 NARRATIVE PIECES .
... her . On this hint I spake ; She lov'd me for the dangers I had past ; And I lov'd her , that she did pity them . This only is the witchcraft I have us❜d . SHAKSPEARE CHAP . XX . ELIZA . NOW stood Eliza on 58 NARRATIVE PIECES .
Side 76
... dangers . Writers of this complexion have observed , that the sacred person who was the great pattern of perfection , was never seen to laugh . Cheerfulness of mind is not liable to any of these ex- ceptions ; it is of a serious and ...
... dangers . Writers of this complexion have observed , that the sacred person who was the great pattern of perfection , was never seen to laugh . Cheerfulness of mind is not liable to any of these ex- ceptions ; it is of a serious and ...
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... difficul- ty , of entanglement and perplexity , of danger and hazard in it ; it is the shortest and nearest way to our end , carry . ing us thither in a straight line , and will DIDACTIC PIECES . 79 On Sincerity Tillotson.
... difficul- ty , of entanglement and perplexity , of danger and hazard in it ; it is the shortest and nearest way to our end , carry . ing us thither in a straight line , and will DIDACTIC PIECES . 79 On Sincerity Tillotson.
Side 95
... danger ; ' tis no extravagant arithmetic to say , that for every ten jokes , thou hast got an hundred enemies ; and , till thou hast gone on , and rais- ed a swarm of wasps about thine rs , and art half stung to death by them , thou ...
... danger ; ' tis no extravagant arithmetic to say , that for every ten jokes , thou hast got an hundred enemies ; and , till thou hast gone on , and rais- ed a swarm of wasps about thine rs , and art half stung to death by them , thou ...
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army Balaam behold bliss bosom breast breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius CHAP crown Dæmons daugh death Dendermond divine doth earth eternal Eugenius Eurydice Eust ev'ry eyes fair fate father fear fool fortune Fram give Gods grace Grongar Hill hand happy hath head hear heart Heav'n honour hope hour IAGO king labour live look Lord lyre Macd means Michael Cassio mind motley fool Muse nature Nature's never night noble Nymph o'er once pain Parliament passion Patricians peace pity pleasure poor pow'r praise round Scythians sense shade SHAKSPEARE shew SIR JOHN sleep smile soft soul sound speak spirit STERL sweet Syphax tears tell Theana thee thing thou art thou hast thought thro Trim truth uncle Toby vale virtue voice winds wisdom wise words Yorick youth
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Side 96 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Side 15 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use.
Side 16 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Side 372 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Side 376 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats ; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind. Which I respect not.
Side 277 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Side 58 - I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively...
Side 108 - In the bright muse, tho' thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire; Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Tho...
Side 364 - O my lord, Must I, then, leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Side 284 - The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film : Her...