The practical elocutionistPiper, Stephenson and Spence, 1854 - 444 páginas |
No interior do livro
Resultados 1-5 de 96
Página x
... Lords Speech for Hamilton Rowan · - 142 · Sheridan- 143 Lord Chatham - 144 · Lord Erskine Sheridan- · 147 - 150 152 Patrick Henry - 154 Lord Lyttelton · 156 Lord Brougham 158 Curran 161 DIALOGUES . Arthur and Hubert . - King John ...
... Lords Speech for Hamilton Rowan · - 142 · Sheridan- 143 Lord Chatham - 144 · Lord Erskine Sheridan- · 147 - 150 152 Patrick Henry - 154 Lord Lyttelton · 156 Lord Brougham 158 Curran 161 DIALOGUES . Arthur and Hubert . - King John ...
Página xi
... Lord Avondale and Tyke - The School of Reform Manfred and Chamois Hunter . - Manfred - Byron Orestes Delivering his Embassy to Pyrrhus Rowe Sebastian and Dorax . - Sebastian , King of Portugal - Sir Edward Mortimer and Wilford . - The ...
... Lord Avondale and Tyke - The School of Reform Manfred and Chamois Hunter . - Manfred - Byron Orestes Delivering his Embassy to Pyrrhus Rowe Sebastian and Dorax . - Sebastian , King of Portugal - Sir Edward Mortimer and Wilford . - The ...
Página 2
... lord ; he is wondrous condescending . " Certain passages require a continuance of one tone through many words , and , occasionally , through lines : this is called a monotone ; it is usually indicated by the mark of a long vowel , thus ...
... lord ; he is wondrous condescending . " Certain passages require a continuance of one tone through many words , and , occasionally , through lines : this is called a monotone ; it is usually indicated by the mark of a long vowel , thus ...
Página 32
... Lord who doth avenge his own ; The Lord , who gives you over to the wicked , That ye may perish by their wickedness . MILMAN . LINES WRITTEN FOR RECITATION ON OCCASION OF THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON . THE storm that swept over ...
... Lord who doth avenge his own ; The Lord , who gives you over to the wicked , That ye may perish by their wickedness . MILMAN . LINES WRITTEN FOR RECITATION ON OCCASION OF THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON . THE storm that swept over ...
Página 35
... Lord Lochinvar ? ” " I long wooed your daughter , my suit you denied : " Love swells like the Solway , but ebbs like its tide ! " And now am I come , with this lost love of mine , " To tread but one measure , drink one cup of wine ...
... Lord Lochinvar ? ” " I long wooed your daughter , my suit you denied : " Love swells like the Solway , but ebbs like its tide ! " And now am I come , with this lost love of mine , " To tread but one measure , drink one cup of wine ...
Índice
59 | |
84 | |
103 | |
111 | |
117 | |
132 | |
140 | |
147 | |
154 | |
161 | |
171 | |
177 | |
183 | |
189 | |
195 | |
203 | |
303 | |
323 | |
330 | |
337 | |
345 | |
351 | |
357 | |
365 | |
372 | |
378 | |
386 | |
397 | |
403 | |
417 | |
425 | |
435 | |
Outras edições - Ver tudo
The Practical Elocutionist: An Extensive Collection of Recitations, Selected ... Conrad Hume Pinches Pré-visualização indisponível - 2017 |
The Practical Elocutionist: An Extensive Collection of Recitations, Selected ... Conrad Hume Pinches Pré-visualização indisponível - 2018 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Acres Adras Æsop arms art thou battle behold blood bosom brave breast brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca cheers cried dare dark dead dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth enemies eyes fate father fear feel fire Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour justice king lady Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Mark Antony mind ne'er never night noble o'er once patricians peace pray proud R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians Shylock Sicily SIEGENDORF Sir Fret Sir Luc smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought throne traitor trembling Twas Tyke Venice voice wild word young Zounds
Passagens conhecidas
Página 261 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Página 28 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 35 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 154 - Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?
Página 236 - 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...
Página 259 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers ! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour ; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe : censure me in your wisdom ; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Ctesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Página 170 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...
Página 174 - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
Página 170 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men "Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Página 18 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...