A Study of the Types of LiteratureCentury Company, 1921 - 540 pages |
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... Speeches . - Great Public Speakers.- Some Examples of the Modern Speech . - Abraham Lincoln's Second Inaugural Address ... Speech Introducing Baron Moucheur , the Belgian Commissioner . - Some Speeches for Optional Reading . - Discussion ...
... Speeches . - Great Public Speakers.- Some Examples of the Modern Speech . - Abraham Lincoln's Second Inaugural Address ... Speech Introducing Baron Moucheur , the Belgian Commissioner . - Some Speeches for Optional Reading . - Discussion ...
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... speech ; upright he stood And him fast seized : his fingers cracked The eoten would outwards : the earl further stepped ; The mighty one thought , whereso he might , Afar to escape , and away thence Flee to the marshes : he knew that ...
... speech ; upright he stood And him fast seized : his fingers cracked The eoten would outwards : the earl further stepped ; The mighty one thought , whereso he might , Afar to escape , and away thence Flee to the marshes : he knew that ...
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... speech and music of immortal things . 5 ΙΟ SUGGESTIONS TO STUDENTS The following sonnets , written by high school seniors , are placed here with the hope that they may inspire other students to try the sonnet ' form . OUR STAR OF GOLD A ...
... speech and music of immortal things . 5 ΙΟ SUGGESTIONS TO STUDENTS The following sonnets , written by high school seniors , are placed here with the hope that they may inspire other students to try the sonnet ' form . OUR STAR OF GOLD A ...
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... . Corydon , name of shepherd used in pastoral poetry . Cranks , twists or turns of speech . Cynosure , center of attraction . Dight , decked , dressed . Drudging goblin , Robin Goodfellow , or Puck . He 128 LYRIC POETRY.
... . Corydon , name of shepherd used in pastoral poetry . Cranks , twists or turns of speech . Cynosure , center of attraction . Dight , decked , dressed . Drudging goblin , Robin Goodfellow , or Puck . He 128 LYRIC POETRY.
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... speech begin , Ere lip learn words or sighs , Bless all things bright enough to win A baby's eyes . 25 Love , while the sweet thing laughs and lies , And sleep flows out and in , Sees perfect in them Paradise . 30 Their glance might ...
... speech begin , Ere lip learn words or sighs , Bless all things bright enough to win A baby's eyes . 25 Love , while the sweet thing laughs and lies , And sleep flows out and in , Sees perfect in them Paradise . 30 Their glance might ...
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Page 467 - South this terrible war, as the woe due to those by whom the offence came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled...
Page 218 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.
Page 73 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Page 80 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Page 219 - And let those that play your clowns speak no more than is set down for them : for there be of them that will themselves laugh, to set on some" quantity of barren spectators to laugh too ; though, in the mean time, some necessary question of the play be then to be considered : that's villainous, and shows a most pitiful ambition in the fool that uses it.
Page 340 - Read not to contradict and confute, nor to believe and take for granted, nor to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts; others to be read, but not curiously; and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention.
Page 94 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
Page 80 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!
Page 314 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace — all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, 30 Or blush, at least.
Page 182 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not ' seems.' Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of...