Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Arranged for the Exercises of the School, College and Public Reader, with Elocutionary AdviceRobert McLean Cumnock Jansen, McClurg & Company, 1882 - 426 pages |
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... come directly to the more difficult , as well as the more pleas- ant subject of Expression . By Expression we mean the utterance of words with their accompanying emotions . We do not develop the full thought of an emotional selection by ...
... come directly to the more difficult , as well as the more pleas- ant subject of Expression . By Expression we mean the utterance of words with their accompanying emotions . We do not develop the full thought of an emotional selection by ...
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... come to - morrow . " " Thank you , Floy ! " Little Dombey closed his eyes with these words , and fell asleep . When he awoke , the sun was high , and the broad day was clea : and warm . Then he awoke , —woke mind and body , and sat ...
... come to - morrow . " " Thank you , Floy ! " Little Dombey closed his eyes with these words , and fell asleep . When he awoke , the sun was high , and the broad day was clea : and warm . Then he awoke , —woke mind and body , and sat ...
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... comes from work , I said good- night to him , And , mother , now I'll go to sleep . " Alas ! poor little Jim ! She knew that he was dying ; that the child she loved so dear , Had uttered the last words she might ever hope to hear : The ...
... comes from work , I said good- night to him , And , mother , now I'll go to sleep . " Alas ! poor little Jim ! She knew that he was dying ; that the child she loved so dear , Had uttered the last words she might ever hope to hear : The ...
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... come and they go , On the river's breast , with its ebb and flow , As it glides in the shadow and sheen . There's a magical isle up the river Time , Where the softest of airs are playing ; There's a cloudless sky and a tropical clime ...
... come and they go , On the river's breast , with its ebb and flow , As it glides in the shadow and sheen . There's a magical isle up the river Time , Where the softest of airs are playing ; There's a cloudless sky and a tropical clime ...
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... comes with its beautiful smile , And our eyes are closing to slumber awhile , May that " Greenwood " of Soul be in sight ! BENJ . F. TAYLOR . THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS . ONE more unfortunate , Weary of breath , Rashly importunate , Gone to ...
... comes with its beautiful smile , And our eyes are closing to slumber awhile , May that " Greenwood " of Soul be in sight ! BENJ . F. TAYLOR . THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS . ONE more unfortunate , Weary of breath , Rashly importunate , Gone to ...
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Page 299 - 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, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Page 51 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 232 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play — Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow — Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Page 350 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold; Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 319 - 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.
Page 388 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 361 - I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; " Good speed ! " cried the watch as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Page 326 - Our toils obscure, and a' that ; The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that ! What tho' on hamely fare we dine, Wear hoddin gray, and a' that ; Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine, A man's a man, for a
Page 232 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...