The New Franklin Fifth Reader: With a New Elocutionary Treatise, Essentials of Reading, by Mark BaileyButler, Sheldon & Company, 1884 - 432 pages |
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... once delig ear ! O sacred privilege of Roman cit now trampled on ! " The last idea should have abrupt str 5. " The Lord is my shepherd ; I sh " He maketh me to lie down in gree me beside the still waters . He restore QUALITY . or ...
... once delig ear ! O sacred privilege of Roman cit now trampled on ! " The last idea should have abrupt str 5. " The Lord is my shepherd ; I sh " He maketh me to lie down in gree me beside the still waters . He restore QUALITY . or ...
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... once or en vocalize the same as a question and answer , as - letting nature take the pitch which comes easiest : be the reader's natural key - note and cadence . vill leave most of the natural voice above the key- cadence , for melody ...
... once or en vocalize the same as a question and answer , as - letting nature take the pitch which comes easiest : be the reader's natural key - note and cadence . vill leave most of the natural voice above the key- cadence , for melody ...
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... once , day and all the seasons of the year , and a morning of autumn , a night bril night obscure with clouds ; - you will notion of the spectacle of the universe . that , while you are admiring the sun vault of the west , another ...
... once , day and all the seasons of the year , and a morning of autumn , a night bril night obscure with clouds ; - you will notion of the spectacle of the universe . that , while you are admiring the sun vault of the west , another ...
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... once trod the w And sounded all the depths and s Found thee a way , out of his wre A sure and safe one , though thy r Mark but my fall , and that that ru Cromwell , I charge thee , fling aw By that sin fell the angels ; how The image of ...
... once trod the w And sounded all the depths and s Found thee a way , out of his wre A sure and safe one , though thy r Mark but my fall , and that that ru Cromwell , I charge thee , fling aw By that sin fell the angels ; how The image of ...
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... once All their green tops , stole over him and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty . Ah , why Should we , in the world's riper years , neglect God's ancient sanctuaries , and adore Only among ...
... once All their green tops , stole over him and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty . Ah , why Should we , in the world's riper years , neglect God's ancient sanctuaries , and adore Only among ...
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Popular passages
Page 405 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Page 333 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 355 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
Page 49 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 300 - Julius bleed for justice' sake? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers ; shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes ? And sell the mighty space of our large honors, For so much trash, as may be grasped thus?
Page 211 - Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love ? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir.
Page 403 - Why, well ; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 394 - Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Page 213 - Peace, peace! — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms ! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
Page 176 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...