School Elocution: A Manual of Vocal Training in High Schools, Normal Schools, and AcademiesHarper & brothers, 1884 - 390 páginas |
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... Winds . 11 . The Day is Done 12 . The Battlefield 13. Hymn to Mont Blanc 14. Morning Hymn 15. Thanatopsis 16. Gray's Elegy 17 . 18 . 19 . 20 . 21 . 22 . • Daniel Webster St. Augustine's Ladder Ring Out , Wild Bells Summer Rain . Hymn to ...
... Winds . 11 . The Day is Done 12 . The Battlefield 13. Hymn to Mont Blanc 14. Morning Hymn 15. Thanatopsis 16. Gray's Elegy 17 . 18 . 19 . 20 . 21 . 22 . • Daniel Webster St. Augustine's Ladder Ring Out , Wild Bells Summer Rain . Hymn to ...
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... wind , wood . y . — yes , yet , you , yăm , yärn , yōke , yacht . z . — zōne , ōōze , lose , nōşe , blāze , crāze . zh . — āzure , measure , pleasure , trèaşure . th . - thy , thine , this , with , blithe , bathe . ng — king , răng ...
... wind , wood . y . — yes , yet , you , yăm , yärn , yōke , yacht . z . — zōne , ōōze , lose , nōşe , blāze , crāze . zh . — āzure , measure , pleasure , trèaşure . th . - thy , thine , this , with , blithe , bathe . ng — king , răng ...
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... wind , wět , wōe , wait , weâr , wīşe , wood . wh . — when , whêre , why , what , wheat , wheel . x = ks . — ŏx , box , locks , ǎx , tăx , lăcks , věx , fox . X = gz . — exact , exist , example , exhaust , exert . y . — yes , yět , yĕll ...
... wind , wět , wōe , wait , weâr , wīşe , wood . wh . — when , whêre , why , what , wheat , wheel . x = ks . — ŏx , box , locks , ǎx , tăx , lăcks , věx , fox . X = gz . — exact , exist , example , exhaust , exert . y . — yes , yět , yĕll ...
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... wind that blew was bitterer than he . 8. Not to know me | argues yourself | unknown . 9. It was for him that the sun had been darkened , that the rocks had been rent , that the dead | had risen , that all nature | had shuddered at the ...
... wind that blew was bitterer than he . 8. Not to know me | argues yourself | unknown . 9. It was for him that the sun had been darkened , that the rocks had been rent , that the dead | had risen , that all nature | had shuddered at the ...
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... Winds , " Byron's " Apostrophe to the Ocean , " one of Webster's " Speeches , " or an ex- tract from Milton or Shakespeare . The trained reader is able not only to read well , but also to give good reasons for reading with good taste ...
... Winds , " Byron's " Apostrophe to the Ocean , " one of Webster's " Speeches , " or an ex- tract from Milton or Shakespeare . The trained reader is able not only to read well , but also to give good reasons for reading with good taste ...
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ASPIRATES BABIE BELL bells blow breath CHAMBERED NAUTILUS Charco circumflex clauses concert drill dark dead deep earth elocution emotion emphasis emphatic EXAMPLES expression eyes falling inflection Falstaff feeling fire give hand hath hear heart heathen Chinee heaven high pitch honor Iago living long vocals LONGFELLOW Lord loud force low pitch macron Marked median stress melody middle pitch moderate force monotone never night o'er óne oratorical declamation orotund Othello passion poetry pronunciation pupils pure tone radical stress reader reading Repeat rhetorical pause rhyme Ring rising inflection round Rule Scrooge SEMITONE sentence short shout slide slow movement soft force solemn soul speak SUBVOCALS sweet syllables táct tálent teacher tell thee thou thought thunderstrike tion unaccented unimpassioned utterance vocal voice vowel sounds wave whisper William Cullen Bryant wind WORDS OFTEN MISPRONOUNCED
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Página 235 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.
Página 202 - 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...
Página 192 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore, Nameless here for evermore.
Página 113 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Página 235 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Página 363 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 101 - ... to dive into the depths of dungeons; to plunge into the infection of hospitals ; to survey the mansions of sorrow and pain ; to take the gauge and dimensions of misery, depression, and contempt ; to remember the forgotten, to attend to the neglected, to visit the forsaken, and to compare and collate the distresses of all men in all countries.
Página 112 - Should I turn upon the true prince? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules : but beware instinct ; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life; I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
Página 227 - Mr. President, I shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts; she needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge for yourselves. There is her history; the world knows it by heart. The past, at least, is secure. There is Boston, and Concord, and Lexington, and Bunker Hill; and there they will remain forever.
Página 217 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.