The Speaker Or Miscellaneous Pieces Selected from the Best English Writers: Essay on Elocution and Directions for ReadingF. Louis, 1804 - 376 pages |
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... blest , and die . The softest blush that nature spreads , Gave colour to her cheek ; Such orient colour smiles thro ' heav'n When May's sweet mornings break . Nor let the pride of great ones scorn The charmers of the plains ; That sun ...
... blest , and die . The softest blush that nature spreads , Gave colour to her cheek ; Such orient colour smiles thro ' heav'n When May's sweet mornings break . Nor let the pride of great ones scorn The charmers of the plains ; That sun ...
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... blest , creative love Still bade eternal Eden smile around . Heavy with instant fate her bosom heav'd Unwonted sighs ; and stealing oft a look Tow'rds the big gloom , on CELADON her eye Feil tearful , wetting her disorder'd cheek . In ...
... blest , creative love Still bade eternal Eden smile around . Heavy with instant fate her bosom heav'd Unwonted sighs ; and stealing oft a look Tow'rds the big gloom , on CELADON her eye Feil tearful , wetting her disorder'd cheek . In ...
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... blest ; The soul , uneasy and confin'd from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds , or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as ...
... blest ; The soul , uneasy and confin'd from home , Rests and expatiates in a life to come . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds , or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud Science never taught to stray Far as ...
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... blest at thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing Pow'r , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but Art , unknown to thee ; All chance , Direction , which thou canst not see , All Discord , Harmony not ...
... blest at thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing Pow'r , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but Art , unknown to thee ; All chance , Direction , which thou canst not see , All Discord , Harmony not ...
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... blest abodes ; Fear made her Devils , and weak Hope her Gods ; Gods partial , changeful , passionate , unjust , Whose attributes were Rage , Revenge , or Lust ; Such as the souls of cowards might conceive , And , form'd like tyrants ...
... blest abodes ; Fear made her Devils , and weak Hope her Gods ; Gods partial , changeful , passionate , unjust , Whose attributes were Rage , Revenge , or Lust ; Such as the souls of cowards might conceive , And , form'd like tyrants ...
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Page 264 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 262 - 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...
Page 243 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind. The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Yet ev'n these bones from insult to protect Some frail memorial still...
Page 80 - STUDIES serve for delight, for ornament, and for ability. Their chief use for delight, is in privateness and retiring; for ornament, is in discourse; and for ability, is in the judgment and disposition of business.
Page 342 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers; Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue...
Page 257 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 218 - ... 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,
Page 335 - Why, well : Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now ; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
Page 311 - IT must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 343 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...