Orthophony: Or, Vocal Culture in Elocution: A Manual of Elementary Exercises, Adapted to Dr. Rush's "Philosophy of the Human Voice," and Designed as an Introduction to Russell's "American Elocutionist." (Google eBook)
W.D. Ticknor and Company, 1845 - Elocution - 336 pages
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
abrupt accent action anger appropriate articulation aspirated quality atonies breath character chest Coriolanus deep degree diphthong distinct downward earth effect Effusive orotund element elocution emotion enunciation epiglottis error exer exercise explosive expression expulsive orotund eyes fault feeling force forcible function gentle give glottis grave guttural habit hath heart heaven High pitch horror human voice imparting Impassioned intense language larynx light lips Lord Low pitch median stress melody ment moderate mouth movement muscles musical scale nasal natural o'er orthoepy Pathos pauses perfect phrase practice prolonged prosodial pure tone purity of tone radical stress reader or speaker reading render Rush scale semitone sentence shouting sion slide soft solemn soul speaking speech style subdued Sublimity subtonic swell syllables termed thee thou thyroid cartilage tion tongue tonic trachea tranquil unimpassioned vanishing stress vivid vocal organs vocal sound voice wave whispering words
Page 104 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 117 - Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Page 214 - Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The live-long day, with patient expectation, To see great Pompey pass the streets of Rome...
Page 118 - 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 144 - Union; on states dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood ! Let their last feeble and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the earth, still full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming in their original lustre, not a stripe erased or polluted, nor a single star obscured, bearing for its motto no such miserable interrogatory as "What is all this worth?
Page 117 - Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!