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Page 531 - Shows didn't come every night! Not a woman's face among them ; Many a face that was bad, And some that were only vacant, And some that were very sad. And behind a canvas curtain In a corner of the place, The clown with chalk and vermilion, Was "making up
Page 455 - I'm COMING! coming!! coming!!! From this illustration the student may proceed to try the second voice. No. II. VOICE No. 2. — This is the more easy to be acquired. It is the voice by which all ventriloquists make a supposed person speak from a long distance, or from or through the ceiling. In the first place, with your back to the audience, direct their attention to the ceiling by pointing to it, or by looking intently at it. Call loudly, and ask some question, as though you believed a person to...
Page 143 - Therefore, prepare thee to cut off the flesh: Shed thou no blood ; nor cut thou less nor more, But just a pound of flesh : if thou tak'st more Or less than a just pound, — be it but so much As makes it light or heavy in the substance, Or the division of the twentieth part Of one poor scruple ; nay, if the scale do turn But in the estimation of a hair, — Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
Page 533 - There never was such a hatful Of silver and gold and notes, People are not always penniless Because they don't wear coats! And then, " Three cheers for the baby !" I tell you those cheers were meant, And the way in which they were given Was enough to raise the tent. And then there was sudden silence, And a gruff old miner said, "Come boys enough of this rumpus! It's time it was put to bed.
Page 451 - ... they had bestowed on his memory. Suddenly a voice was heard, apparently proceeding from the roof of the choir, lamenting the situation of the defunct in purgatory, and reproaching the brotherhood with their lukewarmness and want of zeal on his account. The friars, as soon as their astonishment gave them power to speak, consulted together, and agreed to acquaint the rest of the community with this singular event, so interesting to the whole society.
Page 532 - Boys, it's the real thing!" The ring was jammed in a minute, Not a man that did not strive For "a shot at holding the baby
Page 450 - It was not from that quarter," apparently in the same kind of voice as before, but which now seemed to issue from under the earth, at one of the corners of the room. In short, this factitious voice played, as it were, every where about him, and seeirfed to proceed from any quarter or distance from which the operator chose to transmit it to him.
Page 531 - I cannot find — There! I've looked in every corner; It must have been left behind ;" The miners were stamping and shouting, They were not patient men. The Clown bent over the cradle — •
Page 163 - ... battle, and a ball* . . . Having told you what others say of this brilliant spectacle, I will now tell you what I have seen myself. Imagine an inclosure fifteen feet broad and long in proportion; this inclosure is the theatre. On its two sides are placed at intervals screens, on which are grossly painted the objects which the scene is about to represent. At the back of the inclosure hangs a great curtain painted in like manner, and nearly always pierced and torn, that it may represent at a little...
Page 111 - I never stick. I always say something and get on, and no one has hissed me yet ! " It was probably this performer, who, during his impersonation of Macbeth, finding himself at a loss as to the text soon after the commencement of his second scene with Lady Macbeth, coolly observed : " Let us retire, dearest chuck, and con this matter over in a more sequestered spot, far from the busy haunts of men. Here the walls and doors are spies, and our every word is echoed far and near. Come, then, let's away...