Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainments and for the Use of Schools, Colleges and Public Readers with Elocutionary AdviceRobert McLean Cumnock A.C. McClurg, 1913 - 601 strani |
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Stran xvi
... ROSE THE REVENGE - THE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM JEAN VALJEAN - THE BOY ORATOR OF ZEPATA CITY YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC THE ANGEL AND THE SHEPHERDS IF I WERE KING THE BURGUNDIAN DEFIANCE THE LION AND THE MOUSE ...
... ROSE THE REVENGE - THE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM JEAN VALJEAN - THE BOY ORATOR OF ZEPATA CITY YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC THE ANGEL AND THE SHEPHERDS IF I WERE KING THE BURGUNDIAN DEFIANCE THE LION AND THE MOUSE ...
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... roses are under the plough ; Why , Jack , if we'd happened to meet about town , I would n't have known you from Adam , I vow ! You've had trouble , have you ? I'm sorry ; but , John , All trouble sits lightly at your time of life ...
... roses are under the plough ; Why , Jack , if we'd happened to meet about town , I would n't have known you from Adam , I vow ! You've had trouble , have you ? I'm sorry ; but , John , All trouble sits lightly at your time of life ...
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... Roses crowding the self - same way , Out of a wilding , wayside bush . Listen closer . When you have done With woods and cornfields and grazing herds , A lady , the loveliest ever the sun Looked down upon , you must paint for me ; O ...
... Roses crowding the self - same way , Out of a wilding , wayside bush . Listen closer . When you have done With woods and cornfields and grazing herds , A lady , the loveliest ever the sun Looked down upon , you must paint for me ; O ...
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... rose yet lay on her cheek , but its flush Had something lost of its brilliant blush ; And the light in her eye , and the light on the wheels , That marched so calmly round above her , Was a little dimmed as when evening steals Upon ...
... rose yet lay on her cheek , but its flush Had something lost of its brilliant blush ; And the light in her eye , and the light on the wheels , That marched so calmly round above her , Was a little dimmed as when evening steals Upon ...
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... rose with the occasion . He awaited the time of onset with a stern , impatient joy . A confidence in his own resources spring- ing from no vain estimate of his power , but the legitimate off- spring of previous severe mental discipline ...
... rose with the occasion . He awaited the time of onset with a stern , impatient joy . A confidence in his own resources spring- ing from no vain estimate of his power , but the legitimate off- spring of previous severe mental discipline ...
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Annabel Lee arms Babie Bell beautiful bells breath Carcassonne catched Charles Dickens child chronometer watch Connor Craffud cried dead dear deer Dombey door eyes face father feet Fezziwig forever foxes gay beat girl give gray Gunga Din hand head hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow honor hundred Imph-m Isam Kate King kiss Lady of Shalott laugh light lips live look Lord Lord Tennyson ma'am madam married mind Minister morning mother musical musical scale never night Nora o'er Pickwick pint pray Precentor rose round Samuel Lover shout silence Sir Peter smile soul sound speak stood subtonic sure sweet tails tell thee there's thing thou thought tone tongue turned utterance vocal voice vowel Weel whustle wife wind woman words young
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Stran 566 - Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er...
Stran 142 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be; Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee; Thou lovest, but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Stran 284 - The tumult and the shouting dies — The captains and the kings depart — Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget!
Stran 355 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...
Stran 366 - Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Stran 516 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps : His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel : "...
Stran 383 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Stran 419 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon 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.
Stran 188 - HAVE you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it — ah, but stay, I'll tell you what happened without delay : Scaring the parson into fits. Frightening people out of their wits — Have you ever heard of that, I say ? Seventeen hundred and fifty-five : Georgius Secu'nius was then alive, — Snuffy old drone from the German hive.
Stran 419 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.