The Speaker; Or, Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteW. Clowes, 1827 - 346 страници |
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... wise man , but rests only in the bosom of fools . To err is human ; to forgive , divine . An angry man who suppresses his passion , thinks worse than he speaks ; and an angry man that will chide , speaks worse than he thinks . Better to ...
... wise man , but rests only in the bosom of fools . To err is human ; to forgive , divine . An angry man who suppresses his passion , thinks worse than he speaks ; and an angry man that will chide , speaks worse than he thinks . Better to ...
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... to be admired as an eminent Orator , it is of much more importance to be respected as an able Lawyer , a use- ful Preacher , or a wise and upright Statesman . A t ESSAY II . ON READING WORKS OF TASTE . Mu xxvi ESSAY ON ELOCUTION .
... to be admired as an eminent Orator , it is of much more importance to be respected as an able Lawyer , a use- ful Preacher , or a wise and upright Statesman . A t ESSAY II . ON READING WORKS OF TASTE . Mu xxvi ESSAY ON ELOCUTION .
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... wise man will desire no more than what he may get justly , use soberly , distribute cheerfully , and live upon con- tentedly . A contented mind , and a good conscience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear ...
... wise man will desire no more than what he may get justly , use soberly , distribute cheerfully , and live upon con- tentedly . A contented mind , and a good conscience , will make a man happy in all conditions . He knows not how to fear ...
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... wise men correct their own . No man has a thorough taste of prosperity , to whom ad- versity never happened . When our vices leave us , we flatter ourselves that we leave them . It is as great a point of wisdom to hide ignorance , as to ...
... wise men correct their own . No man has a thorough taste of prosperity , to whom ad- versity never happened . When our vices leave us , we flatter ourselves that we leave them . It is as great a point of wisdom to hide ignorance , as to ...
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... wise men , and the idol of fools . As to be perfectly just , is an attribute of the divine nature ; to be so to the utmost of our abilities , is the glory of man . No man was ever cast down with the injuries of fortune , unless he had ...
... wise men , and the idol of fools . As to be perfectly just , is an attribute of the divine nature ; to be so to the utmost of our abilities , is the glory of man . No man was ever cast down with the injuries of fortune , unless he had ...
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Страница 91 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast- weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Страница 155 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
Страница 229 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 248 - Or call up him that left half told The Story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Страница 254 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Страница 245 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Страница 242 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Страница 244 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Страница 335 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law.
Страница 250 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.