The practical elocutionistPiper, Stephenson and Spence, 1854 - 444 psl. |
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... breast . When anything low is men- tioned , the eye and hand should be directed downwards . It is almost impossible to give minute instructions to meet every case ; but , as a general rule , the action and utterance should be strictly ...
... breast . When anything low is men- tioned , the eye and hand should be directed downwards . It is almost impossible to give minute instructions to meet every case ; but , as a general rule , the action and utterance should be strictly ...
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... breast , or the reverse , as shown in diagram 7. Where more than two speakers are introduced , as in some extracts from plays , the speakers should be arranged in a picturesque manner , agreeably to the laws of perspective ; and it is ...
... breast , or the reverse , as shown in diagram 7. Where more than two speakers are introduced , as in some extracts from plays , the speakers should be arranged in a picturesque manner , agreeably to the laws of perspective ; and it is ...
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... ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou 18 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
... ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou 18 THE PRACTICAL ELOCUTIONIST .
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Conrad Hume Pinches. Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou , too , again , stupendous mountain ! thou , That as I raise my head , awhile bowed low In adoration , upward from thy base , Slow travelling , with dim eyes ...
Conrad Hume Pinches. Into the depths of clouds that veil thy breast- Thou , too , again , stupendous mountain ! thou , That as I raise my head , awhile bowed low In adoration , upward from thy base , Slow travelling , with dim eyes ...
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... breast , She bathed his lips with dew , And on his cheeks such kisses prest As hope and joy ne'er knew . O lovely are ye , Love and Faith Enduring to the last ! She had her meed - one smile in death- And his worn spirit pass'd . While e ...
... breast , She bathed his lips with dew , And on his cheeks such kisses prest As hope and joy ne'er knew . O lovely are ye , Love and Faith Enduring to the last ! She had her meed - one smile in death- And his worn spirit pass'd . While e ...
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Acres Adras Æsop arms art thou battle behold blood bosom brave breast brow Brutus Bull Cæsar Caius Verres Casca cheers cried dare dark dead dear death Doge dost doth dread Duke earth enemies eyes fate father fear feel fire Gabor Gaul gentleman give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope HORACE SMITH hour justice king lady Lioni live Lochinvar look lord loud Mark Antony mind ne'er never night noble o'er once patricians peace pray proud R. B. SHERIDAN Rienzi rise Roman Rome Samian wine Scythians Shylock Sicily SIEGENDORF Sir Fret Sir Luc smile Sneer soldiers soul speak Speaker spirit sword tears tell thee thine thou hast thought throne traitor trembling Twas Tyke Venice voice wild word young Zounds
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