The National Orator;: Consisting of Selections, Adapted for Rhetorical Recitation, from the Parliamentary, Forensic and Pulpit Eloquence of Great Britain and America: Interspersed with Extracts from the Poets, and with Dialogues
Charles Dexter Cleveland
N. & J. White, 108 Pearl-Street., 1832 - American literature - 284 pages
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Page 190 - Suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature : for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing; whose end, both at the. first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show Virtue her own feature, Scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Page 204 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honor ; and have respect to mine honor, 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 Csesar was no less than his.
Page 86 - Seven years, my Lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door ; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties, of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favour. Such treatment I did not expect, for I never had a patron before.
Page 243 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature.
Page 170 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour ; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...
Page 132 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, "To-morrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say, "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Page 243 - I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat, if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not.
Page 204 - tis true, this god did shake ; His coward lips did from their colour fly, And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him and write his speeches in their books, Alas, it cried, 'Give me some drink, Titinius,
Page 136 - ... spirit of union and harmony. In pursuing the great objects which our condition points out to us, let us act under a settled conviction, and an habitual feeling, that these twenty-four States are one country. Let our conceptions be enlarged to the circle of our duties. Let us extend our ideas over the whole of the vast field in which we are called to act. Let our object be, OUR COUNTRY, OUR WHOLE COUNTRY, AND NOTHING BUT OUR COUNTRY.
Page 20 - In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free, if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges, for which we have been so long contending...