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... the red coral shall grow ; i Of thy fair yellow locks , threads of am ber be made ;
/ And ev ' ry part suit to thy mansion below . | Days , , months ' , years ' , and a ges
shall circle away ; / And still the vast waters above thee shall roll - 1 Earth loses ...
... the red coral shall grow ; i Of thy fair yellow locks , threads of am ber be made ;
/ And ev ' ry part suit to thy mansion below . | Days , , months ' , years ' , and a ges
shall circle away ; / And still the vast waters above thee shall roll - 1 Earth loses ...
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A System of Elocution: With Special Reference to Gesture, to the Treatment ... Andrew Comstock Visualização integral - 1855 |
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action advance body Cæsar called character consists death Describe Diag direction earth effect elements elevated Elocution emphatic example exercise expression extended eyes fall feet fingers foot force formed forwards fourth gesture give grace hand head heart heaven hold horizontal illustrated important inflection intervals language less letters light live look manner marked means measure melody mind motion move natural never notation object once orator Page pass perform person pitch position posture practical present principal produced pronounced proper pupil represented require rest rising scale sentiments side song sound speak speaker speech spirit staff stammering stroke thee things third thou thought tion turned variety vocal voice whole
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Página 242 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony and shroud and pall And breathless darkness and the narrow house Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Página 260 - There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending — if we mean not basely to abandon...
Página 242 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Página 337 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace, While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 335 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Página 204 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 179 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 303 - He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Página 260 - We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable ; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication?
Página 303 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noon-tide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.