School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools, and AcademiesAmerican book Company, 1884 - 390 pagina's |
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Pagina 13
... spirit of whatever you read , and read it so as to convey that spirit to those who listen . 7. Think about the meaning of what you read . Refer to the dictionary for the definition of any word you do not fully comprehend , or for the ...
... spirit of whatever you read , and read it so as to convey that spirit to those who listen . 7. Think about the meaning of what you read . Refer to the dictionary for the definition of any word you do not fully comprehend , or for the ...
Pagina 63
... Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery , blushed as he gave it in , and the Recording Angel , as he wrote it down , dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever . " Ah , STERNE . SECTION II . PAUSES . 1. The pauses made in ...
... Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery , blushed as he gave it in , and the Recording Angel , as he wrote it down , dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever . " Ah , STERNE . SECTION II . PAUSES . 1. The pauses made in ...
Pagina 75
... spirit and meaning by the reader is essential to good reading , it is equally true that , having the right con- ception , the reader may fail to convey it to the hearer , from ignorance of the principles that govern the correct ...
... spirit and meaning by the reader is essential to good reading , it is equally true that , having the right con- ception , the reader may fail to convey it to the hearer , from ignorance of the principles that govern the correct ...
Pagina 86
... spirit , in public vìrtue , above countries trodden under foot by despotism ? -Tell me not of the extent of our country . I care not how large it is , if it multiply degenerate mén . Speak not of our prospérity . Better be one of a poor ...
... spirit , in public vìrtue , above countries trodden under foot by despotism ? -Tell me not of the extent of our country . I care not how large it is , if it multiply degenerate mén . Speak not of our prospérity . Better be one of a poor ...
Pagina 95
... spirit in your echoes answer me , And bid your tenant welcome to his hòme Again ! O sacred fórms , how proud ye look ! How high you lift your heads into the sky ! How huge you are ! how mighty and how frèe ! Rule II . The answer to a ...
... spirit in your echoes answer me , And bid your tenant welcome to his hòme Again ! O sacred fórms , how proud ye look ! How high you lift your heads into the sky ! How huge you are ! how mighty and how frèe ! Rule II . The answer to a ...
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School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools ... John Swett Volledige weergave - 1884 |
School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools ... John Swett Volledige weergave - 1884 |
School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools ... John Swett Volledige weergave - 1884 |
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accented articulation ASPIRATES Babie Bell bells breath CHAMBERED NAUTILUS Charco clauses concert drill dark dead deep earth elocution emotion emphasis emphatic EXAMPLES expression eyes falling inflection feeling fifth fire give hand hath hear heart heathen Chinee heaven honor Iago INFLECTION DRILL light living long vocals LONGFELLOW lord loud force low pitch macron Marked median stress moderate force monotone never night o'er Oliver Wendell Holmes óne oratorical declamation orotund Othello phrases poetry pronunciation pupils pure tone radical stress reader reading Repeat rhetorical pause Ring rising circumflex rising inflection Rule Scrooge SEMITONE sentence short shout slide slow movement soft force solemn speak SUBVOCALS sweet syllables táct tálent teacher tell thee thêre thou thought tion tūde unaccented unimpassioned utterance vocal voice vowel sounds wave whisper William Cullen Bryant wind WORDS OFTEN MISPRONOUNCED
Populaire passages
Pagina 193 - TO A WATERFOWL. Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might. mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along. . BRYANT.
Pagina 211 - THE GHOST IN HAMLET. I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine. SHAKESPEARE.
Pagina 342 - From these our interviews, in which I steal | From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the universe, and feel | What I can ne'er express, yet can not all conceal. 2. Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets \ sweep over thee in
Pagina 217 - TO A SKYLARK. Hail to thee, blithe spirit— Bird thou never wert— That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest; Like a cloud of fire The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Pagina 364 - beetle \ wheels his droning flight, And drowsy (inklings \ lull the distant folds; 3. Save | that from yonder | ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl | does to the moon | complain | Of such as, wand'ring near her secret bower, Molest her ancient, solitary reign. 4. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's
Pagina 378 - Flag of the free heart's only home, By angel hands to valor given, Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner waving o'er us!
Pagina 216 - THE BELLS. Hear the sledges with the bells— Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort
Pagina 123 - Ghost. I am thy father's spirit; Doomed for a certain term to walk the night; And, for the day, confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my
Pagina 121 - But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. 3.
Pagina 138 - 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. Slowly and sadly | we laid him down, From the field of his fame | fresh and gory;