Winning Declamations and how to Speak Them ...: Part I--for Intermediate and Grammar Grades; Part II--for High Schools and CollegesEdwin Du Bois Shurter L. A. Noble, 1917 - 303 pages Over one hundred selections of notable declamations. |
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... human ears , -elusive as the ripples that play hide and seek over the bosom of the placid lake . " It is that " fleeting Something we call ' expres- sion ' " in its final analysis which lies at the bottom of all public speaking . Your ...
... human ears , -elusive as the ripples that play hide and seek over the bosom of the placid lake . " It is that " fleeting Something we call ' expres- sion ' " in its final analysis which lies at the bottom of all public speaking . Your ...
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... human body . If the boiler isn't big enough to do the useful work relative between our steaming and whistling ability , we are sure to fail . If we get physically knocked out , we are not on the job at the required time , we don't ...
... human body . If the boiler isn't big enough to do the useful work relative between our steaming and whistling ability , we are sure to fail . If we get physically knocked out , we are not on the job at the required time , we don't ...
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... human history are fought and won , but it is in the depths of the human spirit itself that this victory is wrought , for the wisest of men has truly affirmed , " Greater is he that ruleth his own spirit than he that taketh a city ...
... human history are fought and won , but it is in the depths of the human spirit itself that this victory is wrought , for the wisest of men has truly affirmed , " Greater is he that ruleth his own spirit than he that taketh a city ...
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... human as the two great masters of warfare just named , have been lured and engulfed forever in their own pas- sionate desires and selfish hates ? What are riches and honors to men who are the slaves of their own passions ? What the ...
... human as the two great masters of warfare just named , have been lured and engulfed forever in their own pas- sionate desires and selfish hates ? What are riches and honors to men who are the slaves of their own passions ? What the ...
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... humanity . Live for it . . . . die for it ! ' Under the open sky of my new country I swore to do so ; and every drop of blood in me will keep that vow . I am proud of my future . I am an American . " Importance of Little Things Henry ...
... humanity . Live for it . . . . die for it ! ' Under the open sky of my new country I swore to do so ; and every drop of blood in me will keep that vow . I am proud of my future . I am an American . " Importance of Little Things Henry ...
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Page 179 - This mad sea shows his teeth to-night. He curls his lip, he lies in wait, With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The. words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a...
Page 184 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Page 48 - Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate : I am the captain of my soul.
Page 152 - Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings — -nor lose the common touch; If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds...
Page 138 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Page 161 - From the silence of sorrowful hours The desolate mourners go, Lovingly laden with flowers Alike for the friend and the foe; — Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day;— Under the roses, the Blue; Under the lilies, the Gray.
Page 176 - Who knows whither the clouds have fled? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache...
Page 178 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Page 175 - Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.
Page 151 - And treat those two imposters just the same, If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, : And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools.