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... sounds of language , up to the highest expression of which the human voice is capable in speech . It has for object to give clearness and force to the meaning of what may be spoken , and full ex- pression to the feelings under which it ...
... sounds of language , up to the highest expression of which the human voice is capable in speech . It has for object to give clearness and force to the meaning of what may be spoken , and full ex- pression to the feelings under which it ...
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... sounds ; but when he is master of it , he attends only to the sense of what he would express . " - Reid on the Mind . So , in pursuing a system of Elocution , the pupil acquires an easy habit , or style of delivery , by exercising ...
... sounds ; but when he is master of it , he attends only to the sense of what he would express . " - Reid on the Mind . So , in pursuing a system of Elocution , the pupil acquires an easy habit , or style of delivery , by exercising ...
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... sound from others of somewhat similar form , though of widely different signification ; and the whole delivery is confused and inelegant . With a distinct articulation , a speaker of only moderate power of voice is heard in any place or ...
... sound from others of somewhat similar form , though of widely different signification ; and the whole delivery is confused and inelegant . With a distinct articulation , a speaker of only moderate power of voice is heard in any place or ...
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... SOUNDS of our language . Speech is articulate vocal sound . That sound is represented to the eye by signs : these signs are letters , combined into syllables , which syllables are combined into words the perfect signs of things ; and ...
... SOUNDS of our language . Speech is articulate vocal sound . That sound is represented to the eye by signs : these signs are letters , combined into syllables , which syllables are combined into words the perfect signs of things ; and ...
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... sound and tone without the aid of a vowel ; and so of cl - ose , th - row , fl - ow , cr - owd , sh - ame , p - ray ... sound or sounds , however different in quality or degree of tone those sounds C 3 SIGNS AND SOUNDS . 21 for its sound ...
... sound and tone without the aid of a vowel ; and so of cl - ose , th - row , fl - ow , cr - owd , sh - ame , p - ray ... sound or sounds , however different in quality or degree of tone those sounds C 3 SIGNS AND SOUNDS . 21 for its sound ...
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accented Adrastus antithesis articulation Bayard Taylor beauty breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius Charles Allston Collins Cicero clauses close cloth common compound inflections death delivery diphthongal distinct doth E. G. Squier Edition Elements of Rhetoric Elocution emphasis of force EXAMPLES exercise expression eyes falling inflection Fcap feeling gesture give grace Gregsbury hand happy Harrison Weir hast hath heart heaven Henry Ward Beecher honour hope Huguet human voice Illustrations Intonation Julius Cæsar justice king language light live Lochinvar loose sentence lord Mabel Vaughan marked meaning mercy middle pause mind nature never o'er orator passage passion perfect perspicuity Post 8vo practice pronominal phrase prosodial Pugstyles rhythm rising inflection rules Shakspeare Shylock soul speak speaker speech spirit style syllables thee thou thought tion tone tonic sound truth utterance verse voice vowel vulgar Whately Whately's word
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Página 385 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. To die: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to; 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.
Página 341 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 349 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Página 308 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Página 356 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood. I only speak right on: I tell you that which you yourselves do know, Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me.
Página 391 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath; it is twice bless'd; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes...
Página 355 - O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourished over us. O, now you weep; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what, weep you, when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded?
Página 190 - That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct, As water is in water.
Página 386 - 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 undiscover'd 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 350 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty. That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.