Delight and Power in Speech: A Universal Dramatic ReaderRadiant life Press, 1919 - 754 страница |
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... King , as He sits on the White Throne , marshaling His worlds , pauses . He bends a listening ear , and surely His heart is made glad with an overpowering happiness as His ears catch the strains of a grateful people's reverence - as He ...
... King , as He sits on the White Throne , marshaling His worlds , pauses . He bends a listening ear , and surely His heart is made glad with an overpowering happiness as His ears catch the strains of a grateful people's reverence - as He ...
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... king that's dead . Thou art a scholar ; speak to it , Horatio . Looks it not like the king ? mark it , Horatio . Most like it harrows me with fear and wonder . Bernardo . It would be spoke to . Marcellus . Question it , Horatio ...
... king that's dead . Thou art a scholar ; speak to it , Horatio . Looks it not like the king ? mark it , Horatio . Most like it harrows me with fear and wonder . Bernardo . It would be spoke to . Marcellus . Question it , Horatio ...
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... King Henry of Navarre ! Roll on , thou deep and dark blue castled crag of Drachenfels ; My name is Norval , on the Grampian Hills , ring out , wild bells ! If you're waking call me early , To be or not to be ! The curfew must not ring ...
... King Henry of Navarre ! Roll on , thou deep and dark blue castled crag of Drachenfels ; My name is Norval , on the Grampian Hills , ring out , wild bells ! If you're waking call me early , To be or not to be ! The curfew must not ring ...
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... king with a great purpose : First , to have her father released from prison ; and second , to express her personal hatred for the murderer of her lover . The king is alone when she enters . ] Philip . Be seated , Dona Dolores . I am ...
... king with a great purpose : First , to have her father released from prison ; and second , to express her personal hatred for the murderer of her lover . The king is alone when she enters . ] Philip . Be seated , Dona Dolores . I am ...
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... king had murdered his own brother in his room unarmed . Is that the truth , or not ? I came in and found him dead . He was unarmed , murdered without a chance for his life , and my father took the blame to save you from the monstrous ...
... king had murdered his own brother in his room unarmed . Is that the truth , or not ? I came in and found him dead . He was unarmed , murdered without a chance for his life , and my father took the blame to save you from the monstrous ...
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ain't Annabel Lee author and publisher baby beautiful blood Blosberg brave breath Copyright cried dark Deacon Jones dead dear door dream earth EDWIN MARKHAM eyes face father fear feel feet fell flag give gone Gunga Din hand head hear heard heart horse INA COOLBRITH inflection Jean Valjean JOAQUIN MILLER JOHN MILTON kind permission king kiss land laugh light lips live look Lord Marcus Master McTeague memory Mercia Michael Strogoff mind mother never night o'er PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR permission of author Pickett's charge play RICHARD REALF roar RUDYARD KIPLING sail shouted siep silence sing sleep smile song soul sound speak speech stars stood sweet teacher tell thee there's things thou thought tongue trees turned Uncle Hank voice wind words
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