The Speaker; Or, Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking. To which are Prefixed Two Essays: I. On Elocution. II. On Reading Works of TasteW. Clowes, 1827 - 346 ページ |
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... cries a second man to the boy , is it fit for you to be riding , while your poor old father is walking on foot ? The father , upon this rebuke , took down his boy from the ass , and mounted himself . Do you see , says a third , how the ...
... cries a second man to the boy , is it fit for you to be riding , while your poor old father is walking on foot ? The father , upon this rebuke , took down his boy from the ass , and mounted himself . Do you see , says a third , how the ...
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... cries one , " Sure never liv'd beneath the sun : " A lizard's body lean and long , 66 ' ' A fish's head , a serpent's tongue , " It's tooth , with triple claw disjoin'd ; " And what a length of tail behind ! " How slow it's pace ! and ...
... cries one , " Sure never liv'd beneath the sun : " A lizard's body lean and long , 66 ' ' A fish's head , a serpent's tongue , " It's tooth , with triple claw disjoin'd ; " And what a length of tail behind ! " How slow it's pace ! and ...
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... cries the other , in a fury- " Why , Sir , d'ye think I've lost my eyes ? " " " Twere no great loss , " the friend replies ; " For if they always serve you thus , " You'll find ' em but of little use . " So high at last the contest rose ...
... cries the other , in a fury- " Why , Sir , d'ye think I've lost my eyes ? " " " Twere no great loss , " the friend replies ; " For if they always serve you thus , " You'll find ' em but of little use . " So high at last the contest rose ...
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... cried , " Expect no praise from me , " and sigh'd ; " With indignation I survey " Such skill and judgment thrown away ; " The time , profusely squander'd there " On vulgar arts beneath thy care , " If well employ'd , at less expense ...
... cried , " Expect no praise from me , " and sigh'd ; " With indignation I survey " Such skill and judgment thrown away ; " The time , profusely squander'd there " On vulgar arts beneath thy care , " If well employ'd , at less expense ...
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... sorrows shed . " " Tis past , " he cried , " but if your souls " Sweet mercy yet can move , " Let these dim eyes once more behold " What they must ever love . " She came ; his cold hand softly touch'd , And CHAP . XV . NARRATIVE PIECES .
... sorrows shed . " " Tis past , " he cried , " but if your souls " Sweet mercy yet can move , " Let these dim eyes once more behold " What they must ever love . " She came ; his cold hand softly touch'd , And CHAP . XV . NARRATIVE PIECES .
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91 ページ - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast- weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
155 ページ - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious I slew him.
229 ページ - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
248 ページ - Or call up him that left half told The Story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
254 ページ - My liege, I did deny no prisoners: But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
245 ページ - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
242 ページ - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
244 ページ - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
335 ページ - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law.
250 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. Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st.