The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1904 |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 100
Stran 7
... feeling want no arts Of utterance , ask no toil of elocution ! And , when you speak in earnest , do you need A search for words ? Oh ! these fine holiday phrases , In which you robe your worn - out commonplaces , These scraps of paper ...
... feeling want no arts Of utterance , ask no toil of elocution ! And , when you speak in earnest , do you need A search for words ? Oh ! these fine holiday phrases , In which you robe your worn - out commonplaces , These scraps of paper ...
Stran 11
... feel as he most likely felt while writing , or as he would probably feel were he to deliver orally what he had written . Thus prepared , and " worked up " into the spirit of the author , the speaker may fearlessly come forward , and ...
... feel as he most likely felt while writing , or as he would probably feel were he to deliver orally what he had written . Thus prepared , and " worked up " into the spirit of the author , the speaker may fearlessly come forward , and ...
Stran 17
... feel , And in that joy disdain the foeman's steel . We mourn for all , but each doth think of one More precious to the heart than aught beside— Some father , brother , husband , or some son Who came not back , or coming , sank and died ...
... feel , And in that joy disdain the foeman's steel . We mourn for all , but each doth think of one More precious to the heart than aught beside— Some father , brother , husband , or some son Who came not back , or coming , sank and died ...
Stran 23
... feel a dependence upen , or acknowledge allegiance to a higher power ? " More reflection . " I reckon you've stumped me again , pard . Could you say it over once more , and say it slow ? " " Well , to simplify it somewhat , was he , or ...
... feel a dependence upen , or acknowledge allegiance to a higher power ? " More reflection . " I reckon you've stumped me again , pard . Could you say it over once more , and say it slow ? " " Well , to simplify it somewhat , was he , or ...
Stran 28
... feeling itself . I draws its current from sources embedded in the very fast . nesses of man's nature . The reform , then , will go on . it wil go on because its principles are correct and its progress bene . ficent . The wave which has ...
... feeling itself . I draws its current from sources embedded in the very fast . nesses of man's nature . The reform , then , will go on . it wil go on because its principles are correct and its progress bene . ficent . The wave which has ...
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Druge izdaje - Prikaži vse
Pogosti izrazi in povedi
Abimalech Alma River arms asked Babylon beautiful Binley blessed Blifkins bosom breast breath brow carronade Caudle cheek child cold cried dark dead dear death door dream earth ELIZA COOK eyes face father fear Feely feet fire friends gaze Gelert gentleman in black give glory gone grave hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hour human voice kiss knew land laugh light lips live look Lord mind morning mother neath never Nevermore night o'er once pale pard passed poor pray prayer round Saladin shadow shout sigh sleep smile Snob sorrow soul stand stood sweet tears tell thee there's thing thou thought told turned Twas Twill Uncle Tom venison voice waves weary wife wild wind woman wonder words young
Priljubljeni odlomki
Stran 167 - No, by the rood, not so: You are the queen, your husband's brother's wife; And — would it were not so ! — you are my mother.
Stran 113 - Set in a note-book, learned, and conned by rote, To cast into my teeth. O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes ! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast ; within, a heart Dearer than Plutus...
Stran 167 - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty; Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love, And sets a blister there; makes marriage -vows As false as dicers...
Stran 85 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Stran 71 - From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well : For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored and unsung.
Stran 140 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Stran 121 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling. And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel; And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Stran 32 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Stran 168 - Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband. — Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband, like a mildew'd ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor?
Stran 38 - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore ; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair ; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep ; — Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, oh, tide of the years!