The Speaker; Or Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking; to which is Prefixed An Essay on ElocutionJoseph Larkin, 1808 - 400 pages |
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... young hero in a very different manner . Hercules , says she , I offer myself to you because I know you are descended from the Gods , and give proofs of that descent by your love to virtue , and application to the studies proper for your ...
... young hero in a very different manner . Hercules , says she , I offer myself to you because I know you are descended from the Gods , and give proofs of that descent by your love to virtue , and application to the studies proper for your ...
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... young men have the pleasure of hearing themselves praised by those who are in years ; and those who are in years , of being honoured by those who are young . In a word , NARRATIVE PIECES .
... young men have the pleasure of hearing themselves praised by those who are in years ; and those who are in years , of being honoured by those who are young . In a word , NARRATIVE PIECES .
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... young . In a word , my followers are fa- voured by the Gods , beloved by their acquaintance , es- teemed by their country , and , after the close of their la- . bours , honoured by posterity . We know , by the life of this memorable ...
... young . In a word , my followers are fa- voured by the Gods , beloved by their acquaintance , es- teemed by their country , and , after the close of their la- . bours , honoured by posterity . We know , by the life of this memorable ...
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... young- est falling ill of the same distemper , he was afraid of be- ing bereft of them all , and made a vow , if Heaven would not take him from him also , he would go in gratitude to St. Iago in Spain . When the mourner got thus far in ...
... young- est falling ill of the same distemper , he was afraid of be- ing bereft of them all , and made a vow , if Heaven would not take him from him also , he would go in gratitude to St. Iago in Spain . When the mourner got thus far in ...
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... young fellow uttered this with an accent and a look so perfectly in tune to a feeling heart , that I in- stantly made a vow , I would give him a four and twen ty sous piece , when I got to Moulines -And who is poor Maria ? said I. The ...
... young fellow uttered this with an accent and a look so perfectly in tune to a feeling heart , that I in- stantly made a vow , I would give him a four and twen ty sous piece , when I got to Moulines -And who is poor Maria ? said I. The ...
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Common terms and phrases
army Balaam behold bliss bosom breast breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius CHAP crown Dæmons daugh death Dendermond divine doth earth eternal Eugenius Eurydice Eust ev'ry eyes fair fate father fear fool fortune Fram give Gods grace Grongar Hill hand happy hath head hear heart Heav'n honour hope hour IAGO king labour live look Lord lyre Macd means Michael Cassio mind motley fool Muse nature Nature's never night noble Nymph o'er once pain Parliament passion Patricians peace pity pleasure poor pow'r praise round Scythians sense shade SHAKSPEARE shew SIR JOHN sleep smile soft soul sound speak spirit STERL sweet Syphax tears tell Theana thee thing thou art thou hast thought thro Trim truth uncle Toby vale virtue voice winds wisdom wise words Yorick youth
Popular passages
Page 96 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Page 15 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use.
Page 16 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 372 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. 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? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Page 376 - 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.
Page 277 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 58 - I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively...
Page 108 - In the bright muse, tho' thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire; Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Tho...
Page 364 - O my lord, Must I, then, leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 284 - The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film : Her...