Complete RhetoricS. C. Griggs, 1885 - 346 strani |
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Stran 4
... thou . Look how the father's face Lives in his issue , even so the race Of Shakespear's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines , In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the ...
... thou . Look how the father's face Lives in his issue , even so the race Of Shakespear's mind and manners brightly shines In his well - turned and true - filed lines , In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the ...
Stran 8
... thou think that there is therefore no justice ? -Carlyle . Emotionally , that is , in the form technically known as exclamatory- Hang it ! how I like to be liked , and what I do to be liked ! - Lamb . For the collocation of words ...
... thou think that there is therefore no justice ? -Carlyle . Emotionally , that is , in the form technically known as exclamatory- Hang it ! how I like to be liked , and what I do to be liked ! - Lamb . For the collocation of words ...
Stran 20
... Thou shalt wash me , and I shall be whiter than snow . ' To those who ask , God is said to give the living water , mean- ing the Divine truth and grace , which nourish the soul , as the water of the spring strengthens the thirsty ...
... Thou shalt wash me , and I shall be whiter than snow . ' To those who ask , God is said to give the living water , mean- ing the Divine truth and grace , which nourish the soul , as the water of the spring strengthens the thirsty ...
Stran 21
... it in the form of a question - not to receive answer or information , but to secure greater animation and energy : Who is here so vile , that will not love his country ? ' ' Canst thou by METHODS OF EXPRESSION - 21 FIGURES .
... it in the form of a question - not to receive answer or information , but to secure greater animation and energy : Who is here so vile , that will not love his country ? ' ' Canst thou by METHODS OF EXPRESSION - 21 FIGURES .
Stran 22
Alfred Hix Welsh. not love his country ? ' ' Canst thou by searching find out God ? ' ' Cannot God create another world many times more fair , and cast over it a mantle of light many times more lovely ? ' Things of an opposite or ...
Alfred Hix Welsh. not love his country ? ' ' Canst thou by searching find out God ? ' ' Cannot God create another world many times more fair , and cast over it a mantle of light many times more lovely ? ' Things of an opposite or ...
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Stran 238 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
Stran 182 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience: for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Stran 86 - Gentiles, if ye have heard of the dispensation of the grace of God which is given me to you-ward : how that by revelation He made known unto me the mystery (as I wrote afore in few words, whereby, when ye read, ye may understand my knowledge in the mystery of Christ...
Stran 243 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; The hair of my flesh stood up.
Stran 96 - Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue) A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Stran 4 - Yet must I not give Nature all : thy art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter, Nature be, His art doth give the fashion.
Stran 179 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low : And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Stran 97 - Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use, And dreadful objects so familiar, That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war ; All pity choked with custom of fell deeds : And Caesar's spirit ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry
Stran 238 - Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Stran 324 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?