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2And accent accented syllable action adjective adverbs antithesis articulation assertion body breath chest clause compound delivery Diphthong earth effect Elocution elocutionary emphasis emphatic English exercise express falling inflexion feeling foot formation gesture give glottis grace grammatical hath head hearer heart heaven honour idea illustration implied inflection interrogative Interrogative Sentences labial larynx left hand letters light lingual lips Lochinvar look lower mechanical mode monophthong motion mouth move nature Netherby never notation nounced nouns o'er Obstructives open vowels oral oratorical organs palm passion pauses phatic pitch position predicate primary accent principle pronounced nearly pronunciation reads correctly rising sense sentence separate simple soft palate soul speaker subordinate syllables tence termination thee things thou thought tion tive tones tongue turn unaccented upwards utterance verb Visible Speech Vo1ce vocal voice vowel sound W. E. Aytoun wind words
Page 222 - And nothing can we call our own, but death; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 140 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Page 212 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Page 198 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 229 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice; And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law...
Page 142 - But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing.
Page 210 - We both have fed as well, and we can both Endure the winter's cold as well as he...
Page 209 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.