Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and SpeakingHill and Moore, 1820 - 384 страници |
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... master will be a little discouraged , at the awkward figure his pupil makes , in his first at- tempts to teach him . But this is no more than what happens in dancing , fencing , or any other exercise which depends on habit . By practice ...
... master will be a little discouraged , at the awkward figure his pupil makes , in his first at- tempts to teach him . But this is no more than what happens in dancing , fencing , or any other exercise which depends on habit . By practice ...
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... masters , who are against teaching boys any action at all , and are for leaving them in this point entirely to nature . It is happy , however , that they do not leave that action to nature , which is ac- quired by dancing ; the ...
... masters , who are against teaching boys any action at all , and are for leaving them in this point entirely to nature . It is happy , however , that they do not leave that action to nature , which is ac- quired by dancing ; the ...
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... masters instructions , build some other action upon it , which may , in time , give it additional force and variety . Thus , what seemed either unworthy the attention , or too difficult for the execution , of others , the author of the ...
... masters instructions , build some other action upon it , which may , in time , give it additional force and variety . Thus , what seemed either unworthy the attention , or too difficult for the execution , of others , the author of the ...
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... master , of his lady mother's making . She blows him up with self conceit and there she stops . She makes a man of him at twelve , and a boy all his life after . An infalliable way to make your child miserable , is to satisfy all his ...
... master , of his lady mother's making . She blows him up with self conceit and there she stops . She makes a man of him at twelve , and a boy all his life after . An infalliable way to make your child miserable , is to satisfy all his ...
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... master of all the qualifications that can make you so . These are the only terms and condi- tions upon which I can propose happiness . " The god- dess of Pleasure here broke in upon her discourse : " You see , " said she , " Herculos ...
... master of all the qualifications that can make you so . These are the only terms and condi- tions upon which I can propose happiness . " The god- dess of Pleasure here broke in upon her discourse : " You see , " said she , " Herculos ...
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