The Principles of Rhetoric and Their Application ...: With an Appendix ...

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Harper and brothers, 1883 - 304 páginas

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Página 241 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; I am no orator, as Brutus is; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend: and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Página 179 - Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again!
Página 130 - The question with me is not whether you have a right to render your people miserable, but whether it is not your interest to make them happy. It is not what a lawyer tells me I may do, but what humanity, reason, and justice tell me I ought to do.
Página 120 - Therefore, whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock ; and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house, and it fell not ; for it was founded upon a rock.
Página 96 - Tis not, as heads that never ache suppose, Forgery of fancy and a dream of woes ; Man is a harp whose chords elude the sight, Each yielding harmony, disposed aright, The screws reversed, (a task which if he please God in a moment executes with ease,) Ten thousand thousand strings at once go loose, Lost, till he tune them, all their power and use.
Página 209 - Treason, treason!" echoed from every part of the house. Henry faltered not for an instant, but, taking a loftier attitude, and fixing on the speaker an eye of fire, he added " may profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it...
Página 89 - Armour rusting in his halls On the blood of Clifford calls ;— 'Quell the Scot,' exclaims the lance — Bear me to the heart of France, Is the longing of the shield — Tell thy name, thou trembling field ; Field of death, where'er thou be, Groan thou with our victory ! Happy day, and mighty hour, When our shepherd in his power, Mailed and horsed, with lance and sword, To his ancestors restored Like a re-appearing star, Like...
Página 86 - If then God so clothe the grass, which is to-day in the field, and to-morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith!
Página 150 - As autumn's dark storms pour from two echoing hills, so towards each other approached the heroes. As two dark streams from high rocks meet and mix, and roar on the plain : loud, rough, and dark in battle meet Lochlin and Inisfail. ... As the troubled noise of the ocean when roll the waves on high ; as the last peal of the thunder of heaven ; such is noise of the battle.
Página 269 - In this choice of inheritance we have given to our frame of polity the image of a relation in blood; binding up the constitution of our country with our dearest domestic ties; adopting our fundamental laws into the bosom of our family affections...

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