The Orator's Manual: A Practical and Philosophical Treatise on Vocal Culture, Emphasis and Gesture, Together with Hints for the Composition of Orations and Selections for Declamation and Reading...G. P. Putnam's sons, 1910 - 365 עמודים |
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
American arms Arnold von Winkelried banquet song blood brave breast breath Cæsar character circumflex cried dare dark death earth emphasis England Eustachian tubes express fall father feel Finger gesture fingers force gentlemen gesture give glory grave Greece h RC hand hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre honor idem idem inflection Ireland land larynx liberty lift light lips Lochinvar look Lord loud medium pitch melody Moscow mouth movement nation nature Netherby never noble o'er object orotund pass pause pharynx principle prone Roman Rome semitonic side slow smile soft soft palate sound Spartacus spirit stood sword syllables tell Terminal Stress thee thou thought tion tone tr R C triumph turn uttered vocal voice wave words
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 286 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band: "Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires ; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God, and your native land...
עמוד 70 - PRAISE ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power. Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness. Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance : praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.
עמוד 44 - Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
עמוד 309 - To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share and treads upon : the oak Shall send his roots abroad and pierce thy mould.
עמוד 89 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
עמוד 32 - What think ye of Christ? whose son is he? They say unto him, The son of David. He saith unto them, How then doth David in Spirit call him Lord, saying, The Lord said unto my Lord, Sit thou on my right hand, till I make thine enemies thy footstool? If David then call him Lord, how is he his son...
עמוד 110 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear, When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur; They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
עמוד 283 - THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS. IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea ; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company.
עמוד 292 - But the Consul's brow was sad, And the Consul's speech was low, And darkly looked he at the wall, And darkly at the foe: "Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town?
עמוד 225 - And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.