Voice Culture and ElocutionBaker & Taylor, 1890 - 364 psl. |
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Alice Cary arms articulation bell blood blow body breast breath Calisthenic called Cartilage Catiline Coriolanus dark death elements elocution emotions Epiglottis exercises expression eyes fall flowers front gesture give given glottis golden grace hand head hear heard heart heaven honor Julius Cæsar larynx liberty light lips look lungs Macbeth Merchant of Venice modulation monophthongs mouth movement muscles Neptany never night numbers o'er oblique Othello pause pitch position practice production of tone R. B. Sheridan Ring rise scorn sentence Shakespeare sing sleep slide smile soft soft palate song soul sound speak speech stress student sub-vocals sweet syllable tell thee There's thou thought and feeling throat Thyroid Cartilage tion tongue Trachea Twas vocal vocal ligaments Voice Culture vowel whisper wild wind words
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352 psl. - But there is no peace! The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field ! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? ' Forbid it, Almighty God ! I know not what course others may take; but as for me — give me liberty, or give me death!
230 psl. - Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts today Feel the gladness of the May!
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217 psl. - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.