The Elocutionist's Annual ...: Comprising New and Popular Readings, Recitations, Declamations, Dialogues, Tableaux, Etc., Etc, Издање 14National School of Elocution and Oratory, 1889 |
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... Story Kathie Told , . The Night - Watch , • The Origin of Scandal , Domestic Economy , " Nearer Home , " A School - Boy on Corns , Crazy Nell , · • A Second Trial , . Charles Phillips James T. Fields . A. C. H. S. François Coppée . The ...
... Story Kathie Told , . The Night - Watch , • The Origin of Scandal , Domestic Economy , " Nearer Home , " A School - Boy on Corns , Crazy Nell , · • A Second Trial , . Charles Phillips James T. Fields . A. C. H. S. François Coppée . The ...
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... will speak plainer , if you wish it . An impostor , sir ! " With these words Mr. Pickwick turned slowly on his heel , and rejoined his friends . CHARLES DICKENS . FROM WOMAN'S POWER . ROM each age in every story NUMBER FOURTEEN . 29.
... will speak plainer , if you wish it . An impostor , sir ! " With these words Mr. Pickwick turned slowly on his heel , and rejoined his friends . CHARLES DICKENS . FROM WOMAN'S POWER . ROM each age in every story NUMBER FOURTEEN . 29.
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... story shines one figure - head sublime ; One grand master - spirit , building towers from the wrecks of time ; One man who could find pure lilies , where the rest saw only slime . With a daring born of purpose , he has risked and won ...
... story shines one figure - head sublime ; One grand master - spirit , building towers from the wrecks of time ; One man who could find pure lilies , where the rest saw only slime . With a daring born of purpose , he has risked and won ...
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... a requiem I play , as for the dead . And I cling unto my music for the solace man's unkindness Has denied me , since my comrades greet my story with a smile ; There are loves , they say , in plenty , 46 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
... a requiem I play , as for the dead . And I cling unto my music for the solace man's unkindness Has denied me , since my comrades greet my story with a smile ; There are loves , they say , in plenty , 46 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
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... STORY KATHIE TOLD . Youth's Companion . NOW , OW , stay right still and listen , kitty - cat , and I'll tell you a story . Once there was a little girl . She was a pretty good little girl , and minded her papa ' n ' mamma everything ...
... STORY KATHIE TOLD . Youth's Companion . NOW , OW , stay right still and listen , kitty - cat , and I'll tell you a story . Once there was a little girl . She was a pretty good little girl , and minded her papa ' n ' mamma everything ...
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