The Book of Eloquence: A Collection of Extracts in Prose and Verse, from the Most Famous Orators and Poets; Intended as Exercises for Declamation in Colleges and SchoolsCrandall & Moseley, 1853 - 452 Seiten |
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... speak a language , compared with which , all I have said , or can say , will be poor and frigid . Will any one deny that we are bound , and I would hope to good purpose , by the most solemn sanctions of duty for the vote we give ? Are ...
... speak a language , compared with which , all I have said , or can say , will be poor and frigid . Will any one deny that we are bound , and I would hope to good purpose , by the most solemn sanctions of duty for the vote we give ? Are ...
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... speak of , after the battle of Jena , in arms on her side , on the continent of Europe - not one man ; and there they stood , a complete non - conductor interposed between ' them , except the United States , who received the blows of ...
... speak of , after the battle of Jena , in arms on her side , on the continent of Europe - not one man ; and there they stood , a complete non - conductor interposed between ' them , except the United States , who received the blows of ...
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... speak of our destiny as a people . We are destined ( that is the word ) to overspread North America ; and , intoxicated with the idea , it matters little to us how we accomplish our fate . To spread , to supplant others , to cover a ...
... speak of our destiny as a people . We are destined ( that is the word ) to overspread North America ; and , intoxicated with the idea , it matters little to us how we accomplish our fate . To spread , to supplant others , to cover a ...
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... speak , for the bayonet is at their throats , and democracy is once more trea- son , since its regal enemies have recovered from their terror , and found their military tools as brainless and as heartless as ever . At last Hungary ...
... speak , for the bayonet is at their throats , and democracy is once more trea- son , since its regal enemies have recovered from their terror , and found their military tools as brainless and as heartless as ever . At last Hungary ...
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... speak , of course , of that true and genuine Democracy which breathes the air and lives in the light of Christianity - whose essence is justice , and whose object is human progress . I have no sympathy with much that usurps the name ...
... speak , of course , of that true and genuine Democracy which breathes the air and lives in the light of Christianity - whose essence is justice , and whose object is human progress . I have no sympathy with much that usurps the name ...
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American armies arms ASHER ROBBINS banner battle beautiful behold beneath BISHOP OF BEAUVAIS blessings blood bosom brave breath Cæsar character civilized clouds conquered crown DANIEL WEBSTER dead death Demosthenes despotism destiny earth EAST INDIA BILL eloquence empire enemy England Europe fame fathers fear feel forever France freedom genius gentlemen glorious glory grave Greece hand happy hear heart heaven HENRY CLAY honor hope human Hungary Ireland JOSEPH STORY justice labor land liberty light live look lords mighty mind moral nation nature never noble o'er ocean oppressed pass patriotism peace PELEG SPRAGUE Republic republican retributive justice Revolution rise Rome RUFUS CHOATE ruins Senate sentiment soul South Carolina Spain spirit stand struggle sublime suffer sword tears tell thou thought thousand tion triumph Union victory virtue voice whole
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Seite 345 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Seite 342 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Seite 398 - 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?
Seite 340 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly. If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come.
Seite 397 - 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.
Seite 360 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Seite 350 - Like leviathans afloat, Lay their bulwarks on the brine; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene ; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. ''Hearts of oak...
Seite 339 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Seite 69 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood...
Seite 124 - 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.