The Art of Speaking: Containing, I. An Essay; in which are Given Rules for Expressing Properly the Principal Passions and Humours, ... II. Lessons Taken from the Ancients and Moderns ...T. Longman, T. Field, C. Dilly, W. Goldsmith, D. Ogilvy and J. Speare, 1792 - 373 ページ |
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Accus AFFECT againſt APOL APPREHENS arms becauſe body Caius Verres confequence confiderable CONT CONTEMPT dead death defign defire Diodotus doft Doub enemy ENQU expreffed eyes faid fame father fear fecure feem feen fenfe fentence feven fhall fhew fhould fleep fome fometimes foon foul fpeaker fpeaking fpeech ftate ftill fubjects fuch fuffer fufficient fuperior fuppofe fure Ghoft Ghoſt Greece GRIEF hand heaven himſelf honour hope HORROR Humph Iago INTR INTREAT itſelf Jugurtha king leaſt lefs loft Longh look manner matter moft moſt muft muſt myſelf NARRA Nick Bottom Numidia occafion orator ourſelves paffage paffions perfon Peter Quince PITY pleafing pleaſe pleaſure Pray prefent QUEST Quintilian raiſe reafon REMON rife Roman ſay Scythians ſhall Shyl Shylock ſpeak ſpoken ſtate thee thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought TION uſed VENERA VEXAT voice whofe whoſe wife words
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115 ページ - The bell strikes One. We take no note of time But from its loss : to give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the knell of my departed hours. Where are they? With the years beyond the flood.
92 ページ - 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.
100 ページ - To sigh for ribands if thou art so silly, Mark how they grace Lord Umbra or Sir Billy. Is yellow dirt the passion of thy life ? Look but on Gripus or on Gripus
44 ページ - Our words flow from us in a smooth continued stream, without those strainings of the voice, motions of the body, and majesty of the hand, which are so much celebrated in the orators of Greece and Rome. We can talk of life and death in cold blood, and keep our temper in a...
93 ページ - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
240 ページ - With eyes darting fury, and a countenance distorted with cruelty, he orders the helpless victim of his rage to be stripped, and rods to be brought ; accusing him, but without the least shadow of evidence, or even of suspicion, of having come to Sicily as a spy.
210 ページ - I'll look up; My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder?
276 ページ - Awaked, should blow them into sevenfold rage And plunge us in the flames? or from above Should intermitted vengeance arm again His red right hand to plague us?
93 ページ - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
145 ページ - O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...