Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking, as Well as for the Perusal of Persons of Taste : with an Appendix, Containing Concise Lessons on a New Plan, and Principles of English GrammarC. Elliot, 1789 - 398 páginas |
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... itself , its effects are fatally powerful . Though it appear a flowly - flowing ftream , yet it undermines all that is ftable and flourish- ing . It not only faps the foundation of every virtue , but pours upon you a deluge of crimes ...
... itself , its effects are fatally powerful . Though it appear a flowly - flowing ftream , yet it undermines all that is ftable and flourish- ing . It not only faps the foundation of every virtue , but pours upon you a deluge of crimes ...
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... itself , so it renders his converfation highly agreeable , and more de- lightful than the fame degree of fenfe and virtue would appear in their common and ordinary colours . As I was walking with him last night , he asked me how I li ...
... itself , so it renders his converfation highly agreeable , and more de- lightful than the fame degree of fenfe and virtue would appear in their common and ordinary colours . As I was walking with him last night , he asked me how I li ...
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... itself ; where the valley , lake , and iflands , feem lying at your feet ; where this expanse of water appears diminished to a little pool , amidit the vast and immeafurable objects that furround it ; for here the fum- fummits of more ...
... itself ; where the valley , lake , and iflands , feem lying at your feet ; where this expanse of water appears diminished to a little pool , amidit the vast and immeafurable objects that furround it ; for here the fum- fummits of more ...
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... itself , and without the affiftance of art , can make no farther advances towards a plum than a floe , and carries an apple to no greater perfection than a crab that our melons , our peaches , our figs , our apri- cots , and our ...
... itself , and without the affiftance of art , can make no farther advances towards a plum than a floe , and carries an apple to no greater perfection than a crab that our melons , our peaches , our figs , our apri- cots , and our ...
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... itself is by thee taught to bear us ; the vast ocean , to promote that intercourfe of nations which ignorance would imagine it was deftined to intercept . To To fay how thy influence is feen on Earth , 118 APARTE LESSONS Addrefs to Art ...
... itself is by thee taught to bear us ; the vast ocean , to promote that intercourfe of nations which ignorance would imagine it was deftined to intercept . To To fay how thy influence is feen on Earth , 118 APARTE LESSONS Addrefs to Art ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 375 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Página 321 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Página 209 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 220 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Página 109 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
Página 353 - tis no matter ; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is that word honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it ? He that died o
Página 323 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Página 336 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Página 321 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Página 187 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.