 I CANNOT, my lords, I WILL NOT join in congratulation on misfortune and disgrace. This, my lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment : it is not a time for adulation : the smoothness of flattery cannot save us in this rugged and awful crisis. It is now...  Orators of England - Page 129edited by - 1900Full view - About this book
 | Edwin Gordon Lawrence - Public speaking - 1918 - 204 pages
...a Formal Opening I cannot, my Lords, I will not, join in congratulation on misfortune and disgrace. This, my Lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment....for adulation ; the smoothness of flattery cannot save us in this rugged and awful crisis. It is now necessary to instruct the throne in the language... | |
 | Carleton B. Case - Patriotism - 1918 - 174 pages
...THE AMERICAN WAR I can not, my Lords, I will not, join in congratulation on misfortune and disgrace. This, my Lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment....not a time for adulation; the smoothness of flattery can not save us in this rugged and awful crisis. It is now necessary to instruct the throne in the... | |
 | Public speaking - 1920 - 264 pages
...hands of the ministry and parliament." Perhaps the student chances upon something from Lord Chatham : "This, my lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment....time for adulation; the smoothness of flattery cannot save us in this rugged and awful crisis." Or the embryo speaker may be drilled in the interpretation... | |
 | James Milton O'Neill - Speeches, addresses, etc - 1921 - 876 pages
...and endeavors to sanctify the monstrou.s measures which have heaped disgrace and misfortune upon us. This, my lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment...and awful crisis. It is now necessary to instruct tlie throne in the language of truth. We must dispel the delusion and the darkness which envelop it... | |
 | Charles Henry Woolbert, Severina Elaine Nelson - Elocution - 1927 - 408 pages
...and endeavors to sanctify, the monstrous measures which have heaped disgrace and misfortune upon us. This, my Lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment!...— cannot save us in this rugged and awful crisis. LORD CHATHAM. A BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart... | |
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