Voice, Speech and Gesture a Practical Handbook to the Elocutionary Art ...: Comprising Also Selections in Prose and Verse Adapted for Recitation, Reading and Dramatic RecitalRobert D. Blackman Charles William Deacon & Company, 1904 - 1196 |
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... Woman , A. Christmas Eve • Claude Melnotte to Pauline TITLE Acquittal of the Bishops , The Adam o ' Fintry . · Antiquity of the Roman Catholic Church , The Arnkel , Death of At the Opera Aunt Pullet's Bonnet . Ballad of Lorraine Ballad ...
... Woman , A. Christmas Eve • Claude Melnotte to Pauline TITLE Acquittal of the Bishops , The Adam o ' Fintry . · Antiquity of the Roman Catholic Church , The Arnkel , Death of At the Opera Aunt Pullet's Bonnet . Ballad of Lorraine Ballad ...
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... Woman and the Weed Women of Mumbles Head , The . Yarn of the " Nancy Bell , " The • • George Macdonald • · • Andrew Lang • • · Clement Scott • W. S. Gilbert • TITLE Artevelde's Vision Floral Birthday Greeting , A Gerald and INDEX TO ...
... Woman and the Weed Women of Mumbles Head , The . Yarn of the " Nancy Bell , " The • • George Macdonald • · • Andrew Lang • • · Clement Scott • W. S. Gilbert • TITLE Artevelde's Vision Floral Birthday Greeting , A Gerald and INDEX TO ...
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... woman . And here again we detect an analogy between them and a musical stringed instrument , in which , as is well known , the pitch ascends when the string is shortened . There is a further analogy between the two in regard to the ...
... woman . And here again we detect an analogy between them and a musical stringed instrument , in which , as is well known , the pitch ascends when the string is shortened . There is a further analogy between the two in regard to the ...
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... woman as it would be in the case of the man , seeing that the former uses the midriff far less in breathing than the latter ; but it is sufficiently serious . Nothing more eloquently shows the evil of tight - lacing ( Fig . 17 ) than ...
... woman as it would be in the case of the man , seeing that the former uses the midriff far less in breathing than the latter ; but it is sufficiently serious . Nothing more eloquently shows the evil of tight - lacing ( Fig . 17 ) than ...
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... woman may acquire the power of holding an audi- ence attentive and interested , or even spell - bound , by the polished delivery of their own well - considered thoughts , or the choice language of others . What is it , then , that ...
... woman may acquire the power of holding an audi- ence attentive and interested , or even spell - bound , by the polished delivery of their own well - considered thoughts , or the choice language of others . What is it , then , that ...
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Strona 1049 - 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! 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...
Strona 1078 - As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Strona 236 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Strona 568 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Strona 452 - Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore: Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!
Strona 1077 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy...
Strona 727 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace...
Strona 454 - thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!
Strona 1049 - Scarce seemed a vision; I would ne'er have striven As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need, Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Strona 657 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...