The torrent roar'd, and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews, throwing it aside
And stemming it with hearts of controversy;
But ere we could arrive the point propos'd,
Cæsar cried, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink!"
I, as Æneas, our great ancestor,

Did from the flames of Troy upon his shoulder

The old Anchises bear, so from the waves of Tiber Did I the tired Cæsar. And this man

Is now become a god, and Cassius is

A wretched creature, and must bend his body
If Cæsar carelessly but nod on him.

He had a fever when he was in Spain,

And when the fit was on him, I did mark

How he did shake 'tis true, this god did shake,
His coward lips did from their colour fly,

And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world
Did lose his lustre; I did hear him groan.
Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans
Mark him and write his speeches in their books,
Alas, it cried, "Give me some drink, Titinius,"
As a sick girl. Ye gods' it doth amaze me
A man of such a feeble temper should
So get the start of the majestic world
And bear the palm alone.

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SHAKESPEARE, Julius Caesar

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,

Or close the wall up with our English dead!

In peace there's nothing so becomes a man

As modest stillness and humility;

But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage:
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;

Let it pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock

O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,

Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide;
Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
To his full height!

SHAKESPEARE, Henry V

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NATURE

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,

Nor wholly reassured and comforted

By promises of others in their stead,

Which, though more splendid, may not please him

more;

So Nature deals with us, and takes away

Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently, that we go

Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,

Being too full of sleep to understand

How far the unknown transcends the what we know.

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LONGFELLOW

I left no ring with her. What means this lady?
Fortune forbid my outside have not charm'd her!
She made good view of me; indeed, so much,
That sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
For she did speak in starts distractedly.
She loves me, sure. The cunning of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.

None of my lord's ring! Why, he sent her none.

I am the man! If it be so, as 'tis,

Poor lady, she were better love a dream.
Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness
Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
How easy is it for the proper-false

In women's waxen hearts to set their forms!
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we!

For such as we are made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly;
And I, poor monster, fond as much of him:
And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
What will become of this? As I am man,
My state is desperate for my master's love;
As I am woman,-now alas the day!--
What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I.

It is too hard a knot for me to untie!

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SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night

The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne,
Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold;

Purple the sails, and so perfumed that

The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke and made

The water which they beat to follow faster,

As amorous of their strokes. For her own person,
It beggar'd all description: she did lie
In her pavillion, cloth-of-gold of tissue,
O'er-picturing that Venus where we see
The fancy outwork nature: on each side her
Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids,
With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem
To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool,
And what they undid did.

SHAKESPEARE, Antony and Cleopatra

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Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man: To-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honors thick upon him:
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost;
And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a ripening-nips his root;

And then he falls as I do. I have ventured,—
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,-
This many summers, in a sea of glory,

But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride
At length broke under me, and now has left me
Weary and old with service, to the mercy

Of a rude stream that must forever hide me.

SHAKESPEARE, Henry VIII

SECTION V

QUESTIONS, TOPICS FOR DISCUSSION, AND SUGGESTED

READINGS

CHAPTER I'

QUESTIONS AND TOPICS FOR DISCUSSION

1. Define rhythm according to the method given in Chapter VIII and discuss its relation to physical and mental health; to speech training.

2. Discuss the relation (a) between posture and poise; (b) between poise and social adjustment; (c) between social adjustment and social control; (d) between all these and the general subject of speech training.

3. Define personality.

4. Discuss the relation between individual education and speech training.

5. Read the chapter on "Language" in Judd's Psychology of Social Institutions and discuss the author's contention that "language is the fundamental institution."

6. What practical help can the student of speech gain from the various schools of psychology?

7. Discuss the following aspects of speech training: (a) the scientific; (b) the practical; (c) the æsthetic; (d) the professional; (e) the social.

8. Discuss habit formation, especially in regard to speech training.

9. What connection, if any, is there between a good voice and good breeding?

10. Is it wise to attempt to develop the voice to a point beyond the general cultural development of the individual? How might such an attempt possibly be justified? What is the chief danger of such a course?

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