The practical elocutionistPiper, Stephenson and Spence, 1854 - 444 страници |
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... Adras . Well ! Speak out at once Thy business , and retire . Soldier . I have no part In the presumptuous message that I bear . Adras . Tell it , or go . On idle terrors . There is no time to waste Soldier . Thus it is , my lord : As we ...
... Adras . Well ! Speak out at once Thy business , and retire . Soldier . I have no part In the presumptuous message that I bear . Adras . Tell it , or go . On idle terrors . There is no time to waste Soldier . Thus it is , my lord : As we ...
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... Adras . Ah ! the grey - beards Who ' mid the altars of the gods , conspire To cast the image of supernal power From earth its shadow consecrates . Is so resolved to play the orator That he would die for ' t ? Soldier . He is but a youth ...
... Adras . Ah ! the grey - beards Who ' mid the altars of the gods , conspire To cast the image of supernal power From earth its shadow consecrates . Is so resolved to play the orator That he would die for ' t ? Soldier . He is but a youth ...
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... Adras . Thou hast thy wish then . Crythes ! till yon dial Cast its thin shadow on the approaching hour , I hear this gallant traitor . On the instant , Come without word , and lead him to his doom . Now leave us . Cry . What , alone ? Adras ...
... Adras . Thou hast thy wish then . Crythes ! till yon dial Cast its thin shadow on the approaching hour , I hear this gallant traitor . On the instant , Come without word , and lead him to his doom . Now leave us . Cry . What , alone ? Adras ...
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... Adras . Pity ! dare To speak that word again , and torture waits thee ! I am yet king of Argos . Well , go on— Thy time is short , and I am pledged to hear . Ion . If thou hast ever loved- Adras . Beware ! Beware ! Ion . Thou hast ! I ...
... Adras . Pity ! dare To speak that word again , and torture waits thee ! I am yet king of Argos . Well , go on— Thy time is short , and I am pledged to hear . Ion . If thou hast ever loved- Adras . Beware ! Beware ! Ion . Thou hast ! I ...
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... Adras . Died . Thou hast heard the lie , The common lie that every peasant tells Of me his master , —that I slew the boy . ' Tis false ! One summer's eve , below a crag Which , in his wilful mood , he strove to climb , He lay a mangled ...
... Adras . Died . Thou hast heard the lie , The common lie that every peasant tells Of me his master , —that I slew the boy . ' Tis false ! One summer's eve , below a crag Which , in his wilful mood , he strove to climb , He lay a mangled ...
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Страница 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Страница 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
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Страница 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
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