The Speaker; Or Miscellaneous Pieces: Selected from the Best English Writers, Disposed Under Proper Heads for the Improvement of Youth, in Reading and Speaking; to which is Prefixed An Essay on Elocution |
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Page 97
... HEAV'N from all creatures hides the book of fate , All but the page prescrib'd , their present state ; From brutes what men , from men what spirits know DIDACTIC PIECES . 97 The present condition of Man vindicated Pope.
... HEAV'N from all creatures hides the book of fate , All but the page prescrib'd , their present state ; From brutes what men , from men what spirits know DIDACTIC PIECES . 97 The present condition of Man vindicated Pope.
Page 110
... Fate Forbids that we thro ' gay voluptuous wilds Should ever roam : And were the Fates more kind Our narrow luxuries would soon be stale . Were those exhaustless , Nature would grow sick , And cloy'd with pleasure , squeamishly complain ...
... Fate Forbids that we thro ' gay voluptuous wilds Should ever roam : And were the Fates more kind Our narrow luxuries would soon be stale . Were those exhaustless , Nature would grow sick , And cloy'd with pleasure , squeamishly complain ...
Page 111
... fate Exalts great Nature's favourites : a wealth That ne'er encumbers , nor to baser hands Can be transferr'd : it is the only good Man justly boasts of , or can call his own . Riches are oft by guilt and baseness earn'd ; Or dealt by ...
... fate Exalts great Nature's favourites : a wealth That ne'er encumbers , nor to baser hands Can be transferr'd : it is the only good Man justly boasts of , or can call his own . Riches are oft by guilt and baseness earn'd ; Or dealt by ...
Page 117
... fate , Vice in his high career would stand appall❜d , And heedless rambling Impulse learn to think ; The conscious heart of Charity would warm , And her wide wish benevolence dilate ; The social tear would rise , the social sigh ; And ...
... fate , Vice in his high career would stand appall❜d , And heedless rambling Impulse learn to think ; The conscious heart of Charity would warm , And her wide wish benevolence dilate ; The social tear would rise , the social sigh ; And ...
Page 118
... fate ? All now now are vanish'd ! Virtue sole survives , Immortal never - failing friend of Man , His guide to happiness on high - And see ! ' Tis come , the glorious morn ! the second birth Of heaven , and earth ! awakning Nature hears ...
... fate ? All now now are vanish'd ! Virtue sole survives , Immortal never - failing friend of Man , His guide to happiness on high - And see ! ' Tis come , the glorious morn ! the second birth Of heaven , and earth ! awakning Nature hears ...
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army Balaam behold bliss bosom breast breath Brutus Cæsar Cassius CHAP crown Dæmons daugh death Dendermond divine doth earth eternal Eugenius Eurydice Eust ev'ry eyes fair fate father fear fool fortune Fram give Gods grace Grongar Hill hand happy hath head hear heart Heav'n honour hope hour IAGO king labour live look Lord lyre Macd means Michael Cassio mind motley fool Muse nature Nature's never night noble Nymph o'er once pain Parliament passion Patricians peace pity pleasure poor pow'r praise round Scythians sense shade SHAKSPEARE shew SIR JOHN sleep smile soft soul sound speak spirit STERL sweet Syphax tears tell Theana thee thing thou art thou hast thought thro Trim truth uncle Toby vale virtue voice winds wisdom wise words Yorick youth
Popular passages
Page 96 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Page 15 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use.
Page 16 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Page 372 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And, sure, he is an honourable man. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Page 376 - You have done that you should be sorry for. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats ; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind. Which I respect not.
Page 277 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 58 - I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively...
Page 108 - In the bright muse, tho' thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire; Who haunt Parnassus but to please their ear, Not mend their minds; as some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. These equal syllables alone require, Tho...
Page 364 - O my lord, Must I, then, leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 284 - The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film : Her...