Macleod's First text-book of elocution1877 |
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... or recitation . Out of a hundred workmen there are not five who could read - aloud the newspapers with proper expression , and in the learned professions the proportion is scarcely greater . But a better day for I INTRODUCTION.
... or recitation . Out of a hundred workmen there are not five who could read - aloud the newspapers with proper expression , and in the learned professions the proportion is scarcely greater . But a better day for I INTRODUCTION.
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Alfred Macleod. proportion is scarcely greater . But a better day for this long neglected art seems at hand . There is now a growing popular interest in the subject , probably stronger than ever it was before ; and professional men seem ...
Alfred Macleod. proportion is scarcely greater . But a better day for this long neglected art seems at hand . There is now a growing popular interest in the subject , probably stronger than ever it was before ; and professional men seem ...
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... better - a few of the most emphatic and picturesque words may be selected : - " On Linden , when the sun was low , All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser , rolling rapidly . " Here the words ...
... better - a few of the most emphatic and picturesque words may be selected : - " On Linden , when the sun was low , All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser , rolling rapidly . " Here the words ...
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... better state of matters , however , already appears , and many of our clergymen and teachers are setting a good example in taking pains to acquire a good pronunciation , and their example will eventually demonstrate the folly of the ...
... better state of matters , however , already appears , and many of our clergymen and teachers are setting a good example in taking pains to acquire a good pronunciation , and their example will eventually demonstrate the folly of the ...
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... better heard than a good one . Surely it is a matter for regret so little attention has been given to acoustics , that some of our finest churches and halls are rendered useless for the purposes of effective speech . The degree of echo ...
... better heard than a good one . Surely it is a matter for regret so little attention has been given to acoustics , that some of our finest churches and halls are rendered useless for the purposes of effective speech . The degree of echo ...
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37 ページ - What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine. Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod; They have left unstained what there they found,— Freedom to worship God.
113 ページ - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me...
115 ページ - Be not too tame, neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor; suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature ; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, — whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 't were, the mirror up to Nature ; to show virtue her own feature ; scorn, her own image ; and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
74 ページ - Cameron's gathering" rose, The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their...
75 ページ - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
111 ページ - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
75 ページ - And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep...
79 ページ - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee— by these angels he hath sent thee Respite— respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!
59 ページ - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ! If such there breathe, go, mark him well...
110 ページ - Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor; So sinks the daystar in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...