How to Speak in PublicFunk & Wagnalls, 1910 - 533 страница |
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... night . Determine to keep your mouth closed . Take a new breathing exercise each week , and practise in moderation at first . The work in articulation should begin with the set of syllables on page 14. Repeat these various combinations ...
... night . Determine to keep your mouth closed . Take a new breathing exercise each week , and practise in moderation at first . The work in articulation should begin with the set of syllables on page 14. Repeat these various combinations ...
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... night and morning , is made of one pint of water , a teaspoonful of salt and ten drops of carbolic acid . The following method of gargling is recommended : 1st . Raise the head slightly . 2d . Open the mouth mod- erately . 3d . Bring ...
... night and morning , is made of one pint of water , a teaspoonful of salt and ten drops of carbolic acid . The following method of gargling is recommended : 1st . Raise the head slightly . 2d . Open the mouth mod- erately . 3d . Bring ...
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... night How they ring out their delight From the molten - golden notes , And all in tune ! - Oh , from out the sounding cells , What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the future ! how it tells Of the ...
... night How they ring out their delight From the molten - golden notes , And all in tune ! - Oh , from out the sounding cells , What a gush of euphony voluminously wells ! How it swells ! How it dwells On the future ! how it tells Of the ...
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... night Become the touches of sweet harmony . " Merchant of Venice . " SHAKESPEARE . 3. The splendor falls on castle walls , And snowy summits old in story ; The long light shakes across the lakes , And the wild cataract leaps in glory ...
... night Become the touches of sweet harmony . " Merchant of Venice . " SHAKESPEARE . 3. The splendor falls on castle walls , And snowy summits old in story ; The long light shakes across the lakes , And the wild cataract leaps in glory ...
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... night in the folds of a rose , rocked to sleep by the gentle sighs of summer air , nothing to do when you awake but to wash yourself in a dewdrop , and fall to eating your bedclothes . 11. We live in deeds , not years ; in thoughts ...
... night in the folds of a rose , rocked to sleep by the gentle sighs of summer air , nothing to do when you awake but to wash yourself in a dewdrop , and fall to eating your bedclothes . 11. We live in deeds , not years ; in thoughts ...
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arms audience beauty bells Blessed blood blow breath Brutus carronade Catiline circumflex cried dare dark dead death deep DEMOSTHENES duty earth expression eyes face falling inflection father fear feeling Fezziwig forever Freedom calls GEORGE CROLY gesture give glory gold standard hand hast hath head hear heart heaven HENRY WARD BEECHER honor hope human Hurrah inflection Jean Valjean Julius Cæsar King larynx liberty light lips live look lord loud Macbeth ment Merchant of Venice mind nation nature never night o'er oratory pause peace pitch practise rising inflection sentence SHAKESPEARE silence sleep smile soft palate soul sound speak speaker speech spirit stand star-spangled banner sweet tell thee thing Thou art thought tion tongue truth vocal voice Warren Hastings wave wind words
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