The Standard Fourth Reader: With Spelling and Defining Lessons, Exercises in Declamation, Etc. Part twoJ. Shorey, 1870 - 336 pages |
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... speak the names of words on seeing them ; the intellectual , which includes a comprehension of the author's ideas ; and the rhetorical , in which the tones appropriate to an expression of feeling are considered , together with such a ...
... speak the names of words on seeing them ; the intellectual , which includes a comprehension of the author's ideas ; and the rhetorical , in which the tones appropriate to an expression of feeling are considered , together with such a ...
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... speak again presently . " 13. Of this I had some doubts , as the bird was then busy feeding ; but no sooner was the cloth removed from my neck , and I rose from my seat , than up started Jacob to his perch , and began shouting , with ...
... speak again presently . " 13. Of this I had some doubts , as the bird was then busy feeding ; but no sooner was the cloth removed from my neck , and I rose from my seat , than up started Jacob to his perch , and began shouting , with ...
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... place in his party , who s been heard to speak of the Irish as " aliens . " Dis- and chen - ince all rosorve 52 REPLY TO LORD LYNDHURST . distinctly and audaciously tells Reply to Lord Lyndhurst, W B O PEABODY, HENRY HEINE, 27 36.
... place in his party , who s been heard to speak of the Irish as " aliens . " Dis- and chen - ince all rosorve 52 REPLY TO LORD LYNDHURST . distinctly and audaciously tells Reply to Lord Lyndhurst, W B O PEABODY, HENRY HEINE, 27 36.
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... speak ill of the Indian , and look at him spitefully . But the Indian does not tell lies . Indians do not steal . 4. An Indian bad as the white men could not live in our nation . He would be put to death , and be eaten up by wolves ...
... speak ill of the Indian , and look at him spitefully . But the Indian does not tell lies . Indians do not steal . 4. An Indian bad as the white men could not live in our nation . He would be put to death , and be eaten up by wolves ...
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... speak to me , sir ? ” . " I speak , " replied the stranger , " thou speakest , ho speaks ; we speak , ye or you speak , they speak . ” 9. " How is this , sir ? " exclaimed the Englishman who now began to be seriously indignant . " You ...
... speak to me , sir ? ” . " I speak , " replied the stranger , " thou speakest , ho speaks ; we speak , ye or you speak , they speak . ” 9. " How is this , sir ? " exclaimed the Englishman who now began to be seriously indignant . " You ...
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AMERICAN ROBIN arms army Avoid saying battle BATTLE OF IVRY beauty Bernardo BERNARDO DEL CARPIO bird bless blood boys brave breathe Cæsar Capt Catiline Cato courage cried dark death delight Doub earth EXERCISES IN ELOCUTION eyes FALL OF CONSTANTINOPLE father fear feel fire foes France give glory Goldsmith hand hast hath head heard heart heaven honor hour human immortal JOAN OF ARC king Lampedo land liberty light live look Lord loud Marmion Memorus mind MOUNT ETNA mountain nature never night noble o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH passion pibroch Pronounce replied ship soldier Song of Hiawatha soul sound speak SPECIAL EXERCISES spirit Squire Swipes sword syllable tell thee thine thing thou thought tion To-day tone voice Wat Tyler WILLIAM THE SILENT words young
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Page 186 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.