The Alphabet of Rhetoric: With a Chapter on Elocution; Intended as a Familiar Companion for All that Care to Speak and Write Correctly |
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... light in reading thereof ( being so by you commanded ) , to discover unto you the general intention and meaning which in the whole course thereof I have fashioned , without expressing of any particular purposes , or by acci- dents ...
... light in reading thereof ( being so by you commanded ) , to discover unto you the general intention and meaning which in the whole course thereof I have fashioned , without expressing of any particular purposes , or by acci- dents ...
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... light that loses , the night that wins ; And time remembered is grief forgotten , And frosts are slain and flowers begotten , And in green underwood and cover , Blossom by blossom , the spring begins . The full streams feed on flower of ...
... light that loses , the night that wins ; And time remembered is grief forgotten , And frosts are slain and flowers begotten , And in green underwood and cover , Blossom by blossom , the spring begins . The full streams feed on flower of ...
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... light by their decay . " The figure of antithesis gives life to the majority of witty retorts . Thomas H. Benton once offended a fellow senator , who said in his anger : “ I am writing a little book , in which the Senator from Missouri ...
... light by their decay . " The figure of antithesis gives life to the majority of witty retorts . Thomas H. Benton once offended a fellow senator , who said in his anger : “ I am writing a little book , in which the Senator from Missouri ...
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... light and gaiety and flowers ; the enjoyment of action ; the transmission of its own feelings to surrounding objects ; sympa- thies with the life of nature ; untaught inquiries into the profundities of existence - these are all , not of ...
... light and gaiety and flowers ; the enjoyment of action ; the transmission of its own feelings to surrounding objects ; sympa- thies with the life of nature ; untaught inquiries into the profundities of existence - these are all , not of ...
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... light ? " Blanco White's son- net on Night is an apostrophe , and Byron's address to the ocean in Childe Harold is another fine exam- ple . This figure belongs mainly to poetry and im- passioned oratory . Appear and Seem . - A proper ...
... light ? " Blanco White's son- net on Night is an apostrophe , and Byron's address to the ocean in Childe Harold is another fine exam- ple . This figure belongs mainly to poetry and im- passioned oratory . Appear and Seem . - A proper ...
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Page 139 - And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Page 126 - God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which, with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 147 - 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 215 - Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
Page 133 - The sun was risen upon the earth when Lot entered into Zoar. Then the Lord rained upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the Lord out of heaven; and he overthrew those cities, and all the plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and that which grew upon the ground.
Page 27 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Page 190 - YE who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow ; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.
Page 218 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime ? Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine...
Page 96 - By foreign hands thy dying eyes were closed, By foreign hands thy decent limbs composed, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorned, By strangers honoured and by strangers mourned...
Page 322 - They are like unto children sitting in the marketplace, and calling one to another, and saying, We have piped unto you, and ye have not danced ; we have mourned to you, and ye have not wept.