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 páginas |
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Página 121
... seem'd , and very fagely fad , And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent , Simple of fhew , and voide of malice bad . And all the way he prayed as he went , And often knock'd his breft , as one that did repent . He faire the knight ...
... seem'd , and very fagely fad , And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent , Simple of fhew , and voide of malice bad . And all the way he prayed as he went , And often knock'd his breft , as one that did repent . He faire the knight ...
Página 166
... seem to be of a temper to love , or at least to behave kindly , to your bufband , let his character be what it will . Yet I cannot , even now , reconcile , with your good sense , your venturing upon marriage with a man of my indolent 2 ...
... seem to be of a temper to love , or at least to behave kindly , to your bufband , let his character be what it will . Yet I cannot , even now , reconcile , with your good sense , your venturing upon marriage with a man of my indolent 2 ...
Página 226
... seem to brush forward , as who fhould fay , " I am no fmall fool . " 4th Ghost . Why , Sir , I am no less perfon than Lampichus the Tyrant . Merc . Pray , good Mr. Lampicbus the tyrant , where do you intend to ftow all that luggage ...
... seem to brush forward , as who fhould fay , " I am no fmall fool . " 4th Ghost . Why , Sir , I am no less perfon than Lampichus the Tyrant . Merc . Pray , good Mr. Lampicbus the tyrant , where do you intend to ftow all that luggage ...
Página 234
... seem to have fbaken off all your useless lumber . I remember you . You lived in a little cottage on the fide of a bill in the Cherfonefus Cimbrica . You were always good , boneft , contented creatures . Char . Take them in , Mercury ...
... seem to have fbaken off all your useless lumber . I remember you . You lived in a little cottage on the fide of a bill in the Cherfonefus Cimbrica . You were always good , boneft , contented creatures . Char . Take them in , Mercury ...
Página 236
... seem to take the accufing fide , it is , in fact , the defence of the oppreffed , that I undertake , the defence of many thousands , of many great cities , of a whole province . And indeed , though the caufe were of lefs confequence ...
... seem to take the accufing fide , it is , in fact , the defence of the oppreffed , that I undertake , the defence of many thousands , of many great cities , of a whole province . And indeed , though the caufe were of lefs confequence ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
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
Passagens conhecidas
Página 115 - 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.
Página 92 - 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.
Página 100 - 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
Página 44 - 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...
Página 93 - 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.
Página 240 - 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.
Página 210 - I'll look up; My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer Can serve my turn? 'Forgive me my foul murder?
Página 276 - 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?
Página 93 - 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.
Página 145 - 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...