Evolution of Expression, Volume 4Emerson College of Oratory, Publishing Department, 1905 - Elocution |
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ALFRED TENNYSON Antonio Antonio Stradivari Arden arms AUNT KINDLY Beauty bishop bless breast breath brother Cæsar candlesticks Carton CHARLES WESLEY EMERSON child Citizen Evremonde clouds cried dark dead death door dreams earth EMERSON EMERSON COLLEGE Enoch ENOCH ARDEN expression eyes face Father fear flowers FRANCIS THOMPSON GEORGE ELIOT glory hair hand hath heard heart heaven Hell JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL jasmin-flower Jean Valjean JOHN RUSKIN JOSEPH ADDISON kiss light lips lives looked Lord lyre Madame Magloire MAGNANIMITY OF ATMOSPHERE mind morning Naldo never night o'er once pause praise prisoner prize quoth Love ROBERT BROWNING rose round Sense silent sing sister sister's angel smile soul speak star was shining stood sweet tears tell thee THEODORE PARKER thine thing thou thought true truth tumbrels turned unto VIII violins voice walked young youth
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Page 102 - 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! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Page 101 - 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! 0 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.
Page 101 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 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. Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it...
Page 93 - Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
Page 20 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Page 18 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Page 18 - In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their Mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. n. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the Blast.
Page 96 - And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 115 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 46 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause ; and be silent that you may hear : believe me for mine honour; and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.