The Art of Elocution as an Essential Part of Rhetoric: With Instructions in Gesture and an Appendix of Oratorical, Poetical, and Dramatic Extracts |
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... Judge and jury adjourned the judgment . Chosen champion of the church , he cherished her children . 7. The azure sea is shining with ships , that shape their course for home . 8. This thread is thinner than that thistle there . 9. Year ...
... Judge and jury adjourned the judgment . Chosen champion of the church , he cherished her children . 7. The azure sea is shining with ships , that shape their course for home . 8. This thread is thinner than that thistle there . 9. Year ...
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... judge correctly of others we should first well know our- selves ; for this is as if we said , - To judge others justly requires us to know ourselves well 2. When the form of the sentence is inverted , 58 ART OF ELOCUTION .
... judge correctly of others we should first well know our- selves ; for this is as if we said , - To judge others justly requires us to know ourselves well 2. When the form of the sentence is inverted , 58 ART OF ELOCUTION .
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... judges ; among fools a judge . - Cowper . Non ut edam vivo , sed ut vivam edo . — Quinctilian . Persecution is not wrong , because it is cruel ; but cruel bo- cause it is wrong . On parent knees , a naked , new - born child , Weeping ...
... judges ; among fools a judge . - Cowper . Non ut edam vivo , sed ut vivam edo . — Quinctilian . Persecution is not wrong , because it is cruel ; but cruel bo- cause it is wrong . On parent knees , a naked , new - born child , Weeping ...
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... judge . If there be any ન in this assembly any dear friend of Cæsar to him I say that Brutus ' love for Cæsar was no less than his . If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar- this is < my answer- Not that I loved Cæsar ...
... judge . If there be any ન in this assembly any dear friend of Cæsar to him I say that Brutus ' love for Cæsar was no less than his . If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Cæsar- this is < my answer- Not that I loved Cæsar ...
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... judges of the worth of everything by name , fashion and opinion ; and hence , from the conscious absence of real qualities , or sincere satisfaction in itself , it builds its super- cilious and fantastic conceits on the wretchedness and ...
... judges of the worth of everything by name , fashion and opinion ; and hence , from the conscious absence of real qualities , or sincere satisfaction in itself , it builds its super- cilious and fantastic conceits on the wretchedness and ...
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accented Adrastus antithesis arms articulation BARADAS beauty blood breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius Cicero clauses close common compound inflections death deep delivery diphthongal distinct doth earth Elements of Rhetoric Elocutionist emphasis of force emphasis of sense EXAMPLES exercise expression eyes falling inflection feeling gentleman gesture give grace Gregsbury hand happy Harfleur hast hath heart heaven honour hope Huguet human voice Intonation Julius Cæsar justice king language light live Lochinvar look loose sentence lord marked meaning MEDON mercy middle pause middle pitch mind nature never o'er object orator passage passion perfect perspicuity practice pronominal phrase prosodial Pugstyles rhythm Richelieu rising inflection rules Shakspeare Shylock soul speak speaker speech spirit style sweet syllables system of Elocution thee thou thought tion tone tonic sound truth utterance verse voice vowel vulgar Whately Whately's word
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Page 387 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. To die: to sleep; No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to; 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause.
Page 342 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake...
Page 393 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes ; 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 339 - Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy — Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...
Page 308 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death?
Page 353 - Brutus hath rived my heart : A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are. Bru. I do not, till you practise them on me. Cas. You love me not. Bru. I do not like your faults. Cas. A friendly eye could never see such faults. Bru. A flatterer's would not, though they do appear As huge as high Olympus.
Page 344 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my monies, and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe...
Page 356 - Who, you all know, are honourable men. I will not do them wrong; I rather choose To wrong the dead, to wrong myself and you, Than I will wrong such honourable men.
Page 357 - O, now you weep, and I perceive you feel The dint of pity; these are gracious drops. Kind souls, what! weep you when you but behold Our Caesar's vesture wounded ? Look you here, Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors.
Page 351 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched 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.