Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, as Well as for the Perusal of Persons of Taste : with an Appendix, Containing Concise Lessons on a New Plan, and Principles of English GrammarC. Elliot, 1789 - 398 страници |
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... friend's fidelity . The event fhowed how well he knew him . He came in due time , and furrendered himself to that fate fate which he had no reason to think he should 24 PART I. LESSONS Remarkable inftance of friend- ship, Art of Speaking,
... friend's fidelity . The event fhowed how well he knew him . He came in due time , and furrendered himself to that fate fate which he had no reason to think he should 24 PART I. LESSONS Remarkable inftance of friend- ship, Art of Speaking,
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... reason to think he should escape ; and which he did not defire to efcape by leaving his friend to fuffer it in his place . Such fidelity foftened even the favage heart of Dionyfius himself . He pardoned the condemned ; he gave the two ...
... reason to think he should escape ; and which he did not defire to efcape by leaving his friend to fuffer it in his place . Such fidelity foftened even the favage heart of Dionyfius himself . He pardoned the condemned ; he gave the two ...
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... to render the boy who applies to books , and to all the duties and proper bufinefs of the fchool , ridiculous . You will fee , by the light of your rea- reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied . You will 38 PART I LESSONS.
... to render the boy who applies to books , and to all the duties and proper bufinefs of the fchool , ridiculous . You will fee , by the light of your rea- reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied . You will 38 PART I LESSONS.
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... reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied . You will dif cover , that the boys who have recourfe to ridicule , are , for the most part , ftupid , unfeeling , ignorant , and vi- cious . Their noify folly , their bold confidence , their ...
... reason , that the ridicule is mifapplied . You will dif cover , that the boys who have recourfe to ridicule , are , for the most part , ftupid , unfeeling , ignorant , and vi- cious . Their noify folly , their bold confidence , their ...
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... reason the poets > aferibe to this particular colour the epithet of Cheerful . To confider further this double end in the works of nature , and how they are at the fame time both useful and entertaining , we find that the most important ...
... reason the poets > aferibe to this particular colour the epithet of Cheerful . To confider further this double end in the works of nature , and how they are at the fame time both useful and entertaining , we find that the most important ...
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Страница 353 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is that word honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? He that died o
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