The Speaker: Or Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers, and Disposed Under Proper Heads, with a View to Facilitate the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, to which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteWilliam Enfield Stereotyped by Andrew Wilson, 1823 - 346 страници |
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... tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet were assembled at their evening sports , she would steal in among them , and captivate their hearts by her tales full of a charming sadness . She wore on her head a garland com- posed ...
... tears ; and often , when the virgins of the hamlet were assembled at their evening sports , she would steal in among them , and captivate their hearts by her tales full of a charming sadness . She wore on her head a garland com- posed ...
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... tear fall upon the place I could not be deceived by what followed . " I shall find , " said he , some other way to get it off . " When the marquis had said this , he returned his sword into it's scabbard , made a bow to the guardian of ...
... tear fall upon the place I could not be deceived by what followed . " I shall find , " said he , some other way to get it off . " When the marquis had said this , he returned his sword into it's scabbard , made a bow to the guardian of ...
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... tears trickled down her cheeks . I sat down close by her ; and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell , with my handkerchief . I then steeped it in my own and then in hers - and then in mine - and then I wiped hers again — and as I ...
... tears trickled down her cheeks . I sat down close by her ; and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell , with my handkerchief . I then steeped it in my own and then in hers - and then in mine - and then I wiped hers again — and as I ...
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... tear ; Fast falling o'er the primrose pale So morning dews appear . But oh ! his sister's jealous care ( A cruel sister she ! ) Forbade what Emma came to say , My Edwin , live for me . Now homeward as she hopeless went , The churchyard ...
... tear ; Fast falling o'er the primrose pale So morning dews appear . But oh ! his sister's jealous care ( A cruel sister she ! ) Forbade what Emma came to say , My Edwin , live for me . Now homeward as she hopeless went , The churchyard ...
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... tear that parting drew ) Embark'd , reluctant , for her native isle . Though learned , curious , and though noble bent With each rare talent to adorn his mind , His native land to serve ; no joys he found . Yet sprightly Gaul ; yet ...
... tear that parting drew ) Embark'd , reluctant , for her native isle . Though learned , curious , and though noble bent With each rare talent to adorn his mind , His native land to serve ; no joys he found . Yet sprightly Gaul ; yet ...
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Страница 325 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die : to sleep...
Страница 217 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or wak'd to ecstasy the living lyre.
Страница 311 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Страница 316 - For I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Страница 305 - 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...
Страница 150 - Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd, And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
Страница 297 - No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth...
Страница 323 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Страница 184 - As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone.
Страница 334 - Thais led the way To light him to his prey, And like another Helen fired another Troy ! Thus long ago, Ere heaving bellows learned to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre, Could swell the soul to rage or kindle soft desire.