Iliff's Select Readings for Public and Private Entertainment: Containing Choice Selections of the Most Pathetic, Gay, Humorous ... Accompanied by Explanatory Notes Together with Appropriate Elocutionary Instructions ...John W. Iliff, 1893 - 519 páginas |
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... mean . ing of the authors must be taught him by his instructor and his voice trained to fullness and power , and. ELOCUTION . 17 A Lamentable Deficiency Elocution Beginning to Secure Attention Elocution in our Schools.
... mean . ing of the authors must be taught him by his instructor and his voice trained to fullness and power , and. ELOCUTION . 17 A Lamentable Deficiency Elocution Beginning to Secure Attention Elocution in our Schools.
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... means to innocent ones . There is an amusement , having an affinity with the drama , which might be usefully in- troduced among us - I mean elocution . A work of genius , recited by a man of fine taste , enthusiasm and good elocution ...
... means to innocent ones . There is an amusement , having an affinity with the drama , which might be usefully in- troduced among us - I mean elocution . A work of genius , recited by a man of fine taste , enthusiasm and good elocution ...
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... means of improving its tone and com- pass , are subjects of no little interest . Even though it be exerted only in ordinary conversation , in reading aloud , or in singing , a full , clear , and pleasing voice , must be considered as no ...
... means of improving its tone and com- pass , are subjects of no little interest . Even though it be exerted only in ordinary conversation , in reading aloud , or in singing , a full , clear , and pleasing voice , must be considered as no ...
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... mean to be so bad ; But when Susanna shook her curls , And whispered I was ' fraid of girls , And dursn't kiss a baby's doll , I couldn't stand it , sir , at all , But up and kissed her on the spot ! I know - boo - hoo - I ought to not ...
... mean to be so bad ; But when Susanna shook her curls , And whispered I was ' fraid of girls , And dursn't kiss a baby's doll , I couldn't stand it , sir , at all , But up and kissed her on the spot ! I know - boo - hoo - I ought to not ...
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... mean , I'm glad I didn't have her ! FANNY FERN . DRAFTED . [ The opening verses should be recited in an agitated , broken voice - the voice changing to a firmer gentler tone toward the end - as a spirit of resignation fills the mother's ...
... mean , I'm glad I didn't have her ! FANNY FERN . DRAFTED . [ The opening verses should be recited in an agitated , broken voice - the voice changing to a firmer gentler tone toward the end - as a spirit of resignation fills the mother's ...
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Página 405 - Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone ; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
Página 52 - The hills, Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun, — the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between ; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 483 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Página 403 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...
Página 452 - How it went to pieces all at once,— All at once, and nothing first,— Just as bubbles do when they burst.
Página 405 - In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending — if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must...
Página 476 - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Página 323 - In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Página 241 - 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.
Página 150 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!