The Speaker: Or, Miscellaneous Pieces, Selected from the Best English Writers,: And Disposed Under Proper Heads, with a View to Facilitate the Improvement of Youth in Reading and Speaking. : To which is Prefixed An Essay on ElocutionJ. Johnson, 1785 - 405 pagina's |
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Pagina xxxii
... Praise of Virtue . Price . 178 XIII . XIV . The Speech of Brutus on the Death of Cæfar . Shakespear . 179 Glocefter's Speech to the Nobles . ibid . 180 BOOK VI . DIA L OGUES . J. On Happiness . Harris . 182 II . The fame Subject . ibid ...
... Praise of Virtue . Price . 178 XIII . XIV . The Speech of Brutus on the Death of Cæfar . Shakespear . 179 Glocefter's Speech to the Nobles . ibid . 180 BOOK VI . DIA L OGUES . J. On Happiness . Harris . 182 II . The fame Subject . ibid ...
Pagina 5
... praise fuch is the force of ill - will , and ill - nature . : It is harder to avoid cenfure , than to gain applaufe ; for this may be done by one great or wife action in an age ; but to escape cenfure , a man muft pafs his whole C 4 to ...
... praise fuch is the force of ill - will , and ill - nature . : It is harder to avoid cenfure , than to gain applaufe ; for this may be done by one great or wife action in an age ; but to escape cenfure , a man muft pafs his whole C 4 to ...
Pagina 29
... praise of one's felf ; nor faw the most beautiful object , which is the work of one's own hands . Your votaries pass away their youth in a dream of mistaken pleasures , while they are hoarding up anguifh , torment , and remorfe , for ...
... praise of one's felf ; nor faw the most beautiful object , which is the work of one's own hands . Your votaries pass away their youth in a dream of mistaken pleasures , while they are hoarding up anguifh , torment , and remorfe , for ...
Pagina 44
... praise and tranfport to his breast . At length quite vain , he needs would fhew His mafter what his art could do ; And bade his flaves the chariot lead To Academus ' facred fhade . The trembling grove confefs'd its fright , The wood ...
... praise and tranfport to his breast . At length quite vain , he needs would fhew His mafter what his art could do ; And bade his flaves the chariot lead To Academus ' facred fhade . The trembling grove confefs'd its fright , The wood ...
Pagina 45
... praise from me , ( and figh'd ) With indignation I furvey Such skill and judgment thrown away . The time profufely fquander'd there , On vulgar arts beneath thy care , If well employ'd , at lefs expence , Had taught thee honour , virtue ...
... praise from me , ( and figh'd ) With indignation I furvey Such skill and judgment thrown away . The time profufely fquander'd there , On vulgar arts beneath thy care , If well employ'd , at lefs expence , Had taught thee honour , virtue ...
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