Elmo's Model Speaker for Platform, School and Home, Arranged on an Entirely New Plan: Providing Programmes for Twelve Evening Entertainments, Selections Suitable for Juvenile Gatherings, Brief Responses to Encores. Speeches for Weddings, Presentations, Farewells and Welcomes. An Invaluable Book for Clubs, Lyceums and Young People's AssociationsThomas W. Handford Belford, Clarke & Company, 1881 - 410 pages |
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... hope to save the town ? " XXVII . Then out spake brave Horatius , The captain of the gate : " To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late . And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds HORATIUS . 23.
... hope to save the town ? " XXVII . Then out spake brave Horatius , The captain of the gate : " To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late . And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds HORATIUS . 23.
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... better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers , And the temples of his gods ? XXVIII . " And for the tender mother Who dandled him to rest , And for the wife who nurses His baby at her breast , And for the holy maidens ...
... better Than facing fearful odds For the ashes of his fathers , And the temples of his gods ? XXVIII . " And for the tender mother Who dandled him to rest , And for the wife who nurses His baby at her breast , And for the holy maidens ...
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... better . ' I don't know whether you're a Hardshell or a Saftshell , or a Methodist , or a Campbellite , or a New Light , or a United Brother , or a Millerite , or what not . But I says , ' The man what can do the clean thing by a ugly ...
... better . ' I don't know whether you're a Hardshell or a Saftshell , or a Methodist , or a Campbellite , or a New Light , or a United Brother , or a Millerite , or what not . But I says , ' The man what can do the clean thing by a ugly ...
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... better . And to - day it seemed to me that you must know somethin ' as would help me . " " Nothing is worse than a religious experience kept ready to be exposed to the gaze of everybody , whether the time is ap- propriate or not . But ...
... better . And to - day it seemed to me that you must know somethin ' as would help me . " " Nothing is worse than a religious experience kept ready to be exposed to the gaze of everybody , whether the time is ap- propriate or not . But ...
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... better than any other that I am acquainted with . She could ride like Nimrod , she could drive like Jehu , she could row like Charon , she could dance like Terpsichore , she could row like Diana , she walked like Juno , and she looked ...
... better than any other that I am acquainted with . She could ride like Nimrod , she could drive like Jehu , she could row like Charon , she could dance like Terpsichore , she could row like Diana , she walked like Juno , and she looked ...
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Page 339 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Page 177 - I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps, His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel ; ' As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Page 113 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, — For Brutus is an honorable man ; So are they all, all honorable men, — Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me: But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 103 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken...
Page 179 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 61 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Page 197 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which 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...
Page 102 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " Tis some visitor," I muttered, " tapping at my chamber door — Only this, and nothing more.
Page 178 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late, For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the...
Page 94 - And glory to our Sovereign Liege, King Henry of Navarre ! Now let there be the merry sound of music and of dance, Through thy corn-fields green, and sunny vines, oh pleasant land of France ! And thou, Rochelle, our own Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.