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... thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger , Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth , thou art taken with the words of thy mouth . THE PINE - APPLE AND THE BEE . COWPER . 76.
... thou hast stricken thy hand with a stranger , Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth , thou art taken with the words of thy mouth . THE PINE - APPLE AND THE BEE . COWPER . 76.
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... Thou hast all seasons for thine own , oh ! Death . Day , is for mortal care , Eve , for glad meetings round the joyous hearth , Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer- But , all , for thee , thou mightiest of the earth ...
... Thou hast all seasons for thine own , oh ! Death . Day , is for mortal care , Eve , for glad meetings round the joyous hearth , Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer- But , all , for thee , thou mightiest of the earth ...
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... thee ! Is it , when spring's first gale , Comes forth , to whisper where the violets , lie ? - Is it , when roses , in our paths , grow pale ? — THEY have one season - all , are OURS - to die ! Thou ... hast all seasons for thine own , oh ...
... thee ! Is it , when spring's first gale , Comes forth , to whisper where the violets , lie ? - Is it , when roses , in our paths , grow pale ? — THEY have one season - all , are OURS - to die ! Thou ... hast all seasons for thine own , oh ...
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... thou never gavest me a KID , that I might 66 make merry with my friends : " But , as soon as this , thy son , was come , " which hath devoured thy living with harlots , thou " hast killed for him THE FATTED CALF . " And he said unto him ...
... thou never gavest me a KID , that I might 66 make merry with my friends : " But , as soon as this , thy son , was come , " which hath devoured thy living with harlots , thou " hast killed for him THE FATTED CALF . " And he said unto him ...
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... Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith , and moment , With this regard , their currents , turn awry , And lose the name of action . PSALM CXXXIX . O LORD , thou hast searched me 92.
... Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith , and moment , With this regard , their currents , turn awry , And lose the name of action . PSALM CXXXIX . O LORD , thou hast searched me 92.
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Términos y frases comunes
afflicted ALEXANDER BELL art of Speaking attempt to speak cause of Stammering ciation Consonants cure current of breath defect difficulty distinct articulation Double Consonants double sounds earth effect ELOCUTIONARY enunciation father fatted calf fect formation gives one ORIGINAL glottis hard harsh pronunciation hath heaven honour hope ILL-MANAGEMENT IMPEDIMENTS OF SPEECH imperfect language letters lips lisp Lord lungs Madame means menced mill's on fire motion name of action o'er obstructing the breath OLD BOND STREET open his mouth ORIGINAL sound patient pauses persons Physicks pine-apples poor principles of vocal PROFESSOR OF ELOCUTION prove punctuation Pupils quack relief removal seat SECOND POSITION Selina sentence servant shew shut sleep sonants soul speaker Stam sweet teeth tell thee Thor Thou art Thou hast thought three sounds tion tongue unto upper gum utterance VOCAL ACTION vocal organs vocal sounds voice Whither word
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Página 91 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause...
Página 92 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 80 - Thou art where billows foam, Thou art where music melts upon the air ; Thou art around us in our peaceful home, And the world calls us forth, and thou art there...
Página 86 - And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to he called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.
Página 91 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? Who would fardels bear, To groan and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death,— The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns,—puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that...
Página 91 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep...
Página 82 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here? Not of myself, by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent : Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know.
Página 81 - Survey'd , and sometimes went , and sometimes ran With supple joints , as lively vigour led : But who I was , or where , or from what cause , Knew not; to speak I tri'd, and forthwith spake, My tongue obey'd, and readily could name Whate'er I saw. "Thou Sun...
Página 87 - And he was angry, and would not go in: therefore came his father out, and entreated him. And he answering said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither transgressed I at any time thy commandment : and yet thou never gavest me a kid, that I might make merry with my friends: but as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
Página 71 - Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Said then the lost Archangel, " this the seat That we must change for Heaven? — this mournful gloom For that celestial light ? Be it so, since He Who now is...