Scorn: I scorn to count what feelings, withered hopes,
Strong provocations, bitter, burning wrongs,
I have within my heart's hot cells shut up,
To leave you in your lazy dignities.

Catiline.

Self-Denunciation:

Am I a coward?

Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ?
Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face ?

Croly.

Tweaks me by the nose? gives me the lie i' the throat,

As deep as to my lungs ? Who does me this?
Ha!

Why, I should take it for it cannot be,
But I am pigeon-livered, and lack gall
To make oppression bitter.

Hamlet, Act II., Sc. 2.

Spirited Action :

Shakespeare.

Now storming fury rose,

And clamor such as heard in heaven till now
Was never; arms on armor clashing brayed
Horrible discord, and the maddening wheels
Of brazen chariots ; dire was the noise
Of conflict; overhead the dismal hiss
Of fiery darts in flaming volleys flew,
And flying, vaulted either host with fire.

Paradise Lost, Book VI.

Milton.

Solicitude: How camest thou hither, tell me? and where

fore?

The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb ;
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.

Romeo and Juliet, Act II., Sc. 2.

Solemnity:

Shakespeare,

All that breathe

Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh
When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care
Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase
His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave

Their mirth and their employments, and shall come
And make their bed with thee. As the long train
Of ages glides away, the sons of men-
The youth in life's green spring, and he who goes
In the full strength of years, matron, and maid,
And the sweet babe, and the gray-headed man-
Shall one by one be gathered to thy side

By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Thanatopsis.

Sorrow : O, ever thus, from childhood's hour,
I've seen my fondest hopes decay ;
I never loved a tree or flower,
But 'twas the first to fade away.
I never nursed a dear gazelle,
To glad me with its soft black eye,
But when it came to know me well,
And love me, it was sure to die.

The Fire-Worshipers.

Bryant.

Moore.

Sublimity: Thou glorious mirror! where the Almighty's

form

Glasses itself in tempests; in all time,

Calm or convulsed, in breeze, or gale, or storm,-
Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime

Dark heaving ;-boundless, endless, and sublime,-
The image of Eternity, - the throne

Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime

The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee, thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone!

Childe Harold, Canto IV.

Suspicion: Let me have men about me that are fat;

Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights :
Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ;
He thinks too much; such men are dangerous.

Julius Cæsar, Act I., Sc. 2.

Byron.

Shakespeare.

Terror: Angels and ministers of grace defend us !
Hamlet, Act I., Sc. 4.

Id.

Threat: Dark gamester!

Lose not a trick!-By this same hour to-morrow
Thou shalt have France, or I thy head !

Richelieu, Act V., Sc. 2.

Bulwer.

Tranquillity: One moment I looked from the hill's gentle

slope,

All hushed was the billows' commotion,

And o'er them the light-house looked lovely as hope,
That star of life's tremulous ocean.

Veneration: This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle,

This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise ;

This fortress, built by nature for herself,
Against infection and the hand of war ;

This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England ! Richard II., Act II., Sc. 1. Shakespeare.

Vindictiveness: Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian

death,

Vagabond exile, flaying, pent to linger
But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy at the price of one fair word ;
Nor check my courage for what they can give,
To have't with saying, Good morrow.

Coriolanus, Act III., Sc. 3.

Warning: Lochiel ! Lochiel! beware of the day

When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array !

Id.

For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight, And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight: They rally !-they bleed !-for their kingdom and crown; Woe, woe to the riders that trample them down ! Lochiel's Warning.

Campbell.

Wit: [Chief Justice.] Well! the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy.

[Falstaff.] He that buckles him in my belt, cannot live in less.

[Ch. Just.] Your means are very slender and your waste great.

[Fal.] I would it were otherwise; I would my means were greater, and my waist slenderer.

K. Henry IV., Part II., Act I., Sc. 2.

Woe: O piteous spectacle! O bloody times !

While lions war and battle for their dens,
Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity.

Shakespeare.

Woe above woe! grief more than com

mon grief!

K. Henry VI., Pt. III., Act II., Sc. 5.

HINTS TO THE STUDENT OF ELOCUTION.

Id.

Study the text of what you read, that you may not be confined too closely to the book.

Never read to others what you do not thoroughly understand.

"Think the thought" intently and clearly when reading or speaking.

In description, form in the mind well-defined pictures of the things or scenes described. What you would have others see, you must yourself see; what feel, you must feel.

Read to, and not at or over the audience.

Cultivate direct address. Speak to the individual, not to the multitude.

Regulate the voice to the size of the auditorium. Commence in a low pitch, speaking slowly and distinctly, and gradually elevate the voice without undue effort until conscious of being heard and understood by all in the house. Generally, the larger the auditorium, the higher must be the pitch and the slower the time.

return.

In halls that echo badly, speak slowly, distinctly, and with moderate force, always giving the sound time to You can neither run away from echo nor beat it back. As your shadow, it will follow at your heels, and like a hungry wolf, howl in your ears.

The experienced speaker can judge of the ability of his voice to reach the more distant points, by the degree of exertion required to fill the auditorium; and he may estimate the interest of his hearers, by the degree of attention given.

In the use of the voice, let the rule be, economy, consistent with efficiency.

Endeavor to liberate as well as develop.

Do not seek for power in the throat, but in the diaphragm and the abdominal muscles. The respiratory muscles are the "handles" to the “voice-bellows," and upon them the speaker should depend for power.

The directions given in the division on "Voice Culture," may be repeated with emphasis here: Speak Through the throat-not with it, letting the tone lay hold of the throat, and not the throat hold of the tone.

Do not let "the vowels swallow up the consonants."