The Young Ladies' Elocutionary Reader: Containing a Selection of Reading LessonsJames Munroe, 1853 - 480 страница |
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... feeling , that was not utterly degraded , whose voice did not deepen to a chord of grandeur , or soften to cadences to which a harp might have been swept pleasantly . It is a perfect instrument , as it comes from the hand of its Maker ...
... feeling , that was not utterly degraded , whose voice did not deepen to a chord of grandeur , or soften to cadences to which a harp might have been swept pleasantly . It is a perfect instrument , as it comes from the hand of its Maker ...
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... feeling or tenderness . It is a glorious gift in woman . I should be won by it more than by beauty , — more , even , than by talent , were it possible to separate them . But I never heard a deep , sweet voice from a weak woman . It is ...
... feeling or tenderness . It is a glorious gift in woman . I should be won by it more than by beauty , — more , even , than by talent , were it possible to separate them . But I never heard a deep , sweet voice from a weak woman . It is ...
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... feelings which the language develops . But the reading of most young ladies is , throughout , feeble , flat , and monot- onous . It seems , sometimes , designed to verify , so far , lago's mali- cious speech about " chronicling small ...
... feelings which the language develops . But the reading of most young ladies is , throughout , feeble , flat , and monot- onous . It seems , sometimes , designed to verify , so far , lago's mali- cious speech about " chronicling small ...
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... feeling or emotion . All subdued and softened " expression , ” all quiet , gentle , and moderate forms of utterance , and the sustained voice and - prolonged notes of calling , —when the sound is 24 YOUNG LADIES ' The Ferryman's Daughter.
... feeling or emotion . All subdued and softened " expression , ” all quiet , gentle , and moderate forms of utterance , and the sustained voice and - prolonged notes of calling , —when the sound is 24 YOUNG LADIES ' The Ferryman's Daughter.
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... bare plain , or sunny mountain's side , Or in the polished mirror of the lake , In which the deep - reflected sky appears A calm , sublime immensity , below . " 2.- Serenity of Feeling . [ To a Bird of 28 YOUNG LADIES ' To My Mother.
... bare plain , or sunny mountain's side , Or in the polished mirror of the lake , In which the deep - reflected sky appears A calm , sublime immensity , below . " 2.- Serenity of Feeling . [ To a Bird of 28 YOUNG LADIES ' To My Mother.
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Страница 24 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood? Alas! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Страница 119 - Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air, and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! O dread and silent Mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.
Страница 346 - Work — work — work ! In the dull December light, And work — work — work! When the weather is warm and bright — While underneath the eaves The brooding swallows cling, As if to show me their sunny backs And twit me with the Spring.
Страница 169 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Страница 387 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Страница 120 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge!
Страница 382 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
Страница 385 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!
Страница 180 - Ye forests, bend ; ye harvests, wave to Him • Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, 476 THOMSON.