Choice Readings for Public and Private Entertainments: And for the Use of Schools, Colleges, and Public Readers, with Elocutionary AdviceRobert McLean Cumnock A.C. McClurg and Company, 1898 - 602 pagina's |
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Pagina 118
... Miss Mills ! If you One day Miss Mills said : " Dora is coming to stay with me . She is coming the day after to - morrow . would like to call , I am sure papa would be happy to see you . I passed three days in a luxury of wretchedness ...
... Miss Mills ! If you One day Miss Mills said : " Dora is coming to stay with me . She is coming the day after to - morrow . would like to call , I am sure papa would be happy to see you . I passed three days in a luxury of wretchedness ...
Pagina 119
... Miss Mills was conversational for a few minutes , and then laying down her pen , got up and left the room . I began to think I would put it off till to - morrow . " I hope your poor horse was not tired when he got home at night from ...
... Miss Mills was conversational for a few minutes , and then laying down her pen , got up and left the room . I began to think I would put it off till to - morrow . " I hope your poor horse was not tired when he got home at night from ...
Pagina 127
... Miss Blimber , although a slim and grace- ful maid , did no soft violence to the gravity of the Doc- tor's house . There was no light nonsense about Miss Blimber . She kept her hair short and crisp , and wore spectacles , and she was ...
... Miss Blimber , although a slim and grace- ful maid , did no soft violence to the gravity of the Doc- tor's house . There was no light nonsense about Miss Blimber . She kept her hair short and crisp , and wore spectacles , and she was ...
Pagina 137
... Miss Brass flitting down the kitchen stairs . " And by Jove ! " thought Dick , " she ' s going to feed the small servant . Now or never ! " First peeping over the hand - rail and allowing the head- dress to disappear in the darkness ...
... Miss Brass flitting down the kitchen stairs . " And by Jove ! " thought Dick , " she ' s going to feed the small servant . Now or never ! " First peeping over the hand - rail and allowing the head- dress to disappear in the darkness ...
Pagina 138
... Miss Brass were out ( and they often went out now ) he heard a kind of snorting or hard - breathing sound in the ... Miss Sally ' ud kill me , if she know'd I come up here . ' " Have you got a fire downstairs ? " " A very little one ...
... Miss Brass were out ( and they often went out now ) he heard a kind of snorting or hard - breathing sound in the ... Miss Sally ' ud kill me , if she know'd I come up here . ' " Have you got a fire downstairs ? " " A very little one ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 274 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Pagina 572 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true...
Pagina 164 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Pagina 304 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves
Pagina 363 - Came through the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, — All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honor the charge they made! Honor the Light Brigade, Noble six hundred!
Pagina 568 - Nevermore." "Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend! " I shrieked, upstarting' "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Pagina 567 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never— nevermore.
Pagina 271 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Pagina 426 - And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,
Pagina 279 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.