Modern Literature for Oral Interpretation: Practice Book for Vocal ExpressionCentury Company, 1920 - 418 Seiten |
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... wise retort- It makes your foe feel like a wart . " MORAL It's often nothing of the sort ! William Ellery Leonard . THE DUCK AND THE NIGHTINGALE AN ancient Duck , complacent 56 Modern Literature for Oral Interpretation.
... wise retort- It makes your foe feel like a wart . " MORAL It's often nothing of the sort ! William Ellery Leonard . THE DUCK AND THE NIGHTINGALE AN ancient Duck , complacent 56 Modern Literature for Oral Interpretation.
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... Nightingale At no great distance down the dale- The winged Nightingale who'd flown In every sky , in every zone , And sung while moon or morning star Descended over hills afar- And thus the Dame began to quack : " O Nightingale , you'll ...
... Nightingale At no great distance down the dale- The winged Nightingale who'd flown In every sky , in every zone , And sung while moon or morning star Descended over hills afar- And thus the Dame began to quack : " O Nightingale , you'll ...
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... NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE " SHE said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses , but in all my garden there is no red rose , " cried the young Student . From her nest in the holm - oak tree the Nightingale heard him , and ...
... NIGHTINGALE AND THE ROSE " SHE said that she would dance with me if I brought her red roses , but in all my garden there is no red rose , " cried the young Student . From her nest in the holm - oak tree the Nightingale heard him , and ...
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... Nightingale . " Night after night have I sung of him , though I knew him not ; night after night have I told his story to the stars , and now I see him . His hair is dark as the hyacinth - blos- som , and his lips are red as the rose of ...
... Nightingale . " Night after night have I sung of him , though I knew him not ; night after night have I told his story to the stars , and now I see him . His hair is dark as the hyacinth - blos- som , and his lips are red as the rose of ...
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... Nightingale understood the secret of the Stu- dent's sorrow , and she sat silent in the Oak - tree , and thought about the mystery of Love . Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight , and soared into the air . She passed through ...
... Nightingale understood the secret of the Stu- dent's sorrow , and she sat silent in the Oak - tree , and thought about the mystery of Love . Suddenly she spread her brown wings for flight , and soared into the air . She passed through ...
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Seite 319 - But I remember when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reap'd Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home. He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Seite 312 - This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered...
Seite 316 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice: Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear; at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Seite 67 - SEA-KINGS' daughter from over the sea, Alexandra ! Saxon and Norman and Dane are we, But all of us Danes in our welcome of thee, Alexandra ! Welcome her, thunders of fort and of fleet ! Welcome her, thundering cheer of the street ! Welcome her, all things youthful and sweet, Scatter the blossom under her feet ! Break, happy land, into earlier flowers ! Make music...
Seite 316 - how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 319 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Seite 317 - How that might change his nature, there's the question: It is the bright day that brings forth the adder; And that craves wary walking. Crown him? — that? And then, I grant, we put a sting in him, That at his will he may do danger with.
Seite 317 - It must be by his death : and, for my part, I know no personal cause to spurn at him, But for the general. He would be crown'd : — How that might change his nature, there's the question : It is the bright day that brings forth the adder ; And that craves wary walking.
Seite 319 - t away again ; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd, And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
Seite 27 - I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate willfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return.