The Art of Speaking: Containing. An Essay, in which are Given Rules for Expressing Properly the Principal Passions and Humours, which Occur in Reading, Or Public Speaking. And Lessons, Taken from the Ancients and Moderns; Exhibiting a Variety of Matter for Practice; the Emphatical Words Printed in Italics; with Notes of Direction Referring to the Essay ...
S. Butler, 1804 - 291 Seiten
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Affectation Alarm Anger Anxiety appears Apprehen arms Authority better blood body bring cause character Contempt Courage daughter dead death defence desire Directing Doubt drawn earth enemy Exciting express eyes fall father fear gained Ghost give given gods Grief hand happiness head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Horror human imagine Intreating judge kind king laws learning leave live Longh look Lord mankind manner matter means mind mouth nature never object occasion once orator passions person Pity poor Pray present pride proper Queſtion raise reason Roman shew soul speak speaker speech stand suffer sure Teaching tell thee thing thou thought thousand tion turn utter Vexation virtue voice whole Wonder
Seite 122 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man ! Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes...
Seite 173 - I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow?
Seite 143 - Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? ' Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow : so indeed he did. The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it With lusty sinews, throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy ; But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried ' Help me, Cassius, or I sink...
Seite 143 - As a sick girl. Ye gods ! it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone.
Seite 161 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Seite 167 - Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.
Seite 125 - Nine years!' cries he, who, high in Drury Lane, Lull'd by soft zephyrs through the broken pane, Rhymes ere he wakes, and prints before Term ends, Obliged by hunger, and request of friends: 'The piece, you think, is incorrect? why take it, I'm all submission; what you'd have it, make it.
Seite 123 - To whom the goblin full of wrath replied. «Art thou that traitor- Angel, art thou He> Who first broke peace in Heaven ; and faith, till then Unbroken, and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of Heaven's sons...