ntire change of thought beginning with "the sun."
This is accompanied by a change of pitch.
=Force.= Force is vocal energy; in other words, it is the power or
volume of the voice, and is determined by the amount of physical and
mental energy exerted by the speaker.
The language of everyday conversation, when not marked by intensity of
feeling or purpose, requires only a moderate amount of physical and
mental energy and is expressed by _moderate force_. Intensity of
feeling or purpose, on the other hand, is accompanied by a great
expenditure of energy, and finds its natural outlet in _strong force_.
In the following lines, (p. 132) the king's emphatic approval of De
Lorge's action and his vehement condemnation of the lady's vanity find
expression in strong force:
"In truth!" cried Francis, "rightly done!" and he rose from where
he sat:
"No love," quoth he, "but vanity, sets love a task like that!"
Compare the moderate amount of energy expended in uttering the
narrative clauses "cried Francis," "and he rose from where he sat,"
and "quoth he," which should be read with moderate force.
More physical energy is expended in making one's self understood at a
distance than near at hand, and in addressing a large audience than a
small one; hence strong force is used in the following where it is
accompanied by a loud tone of voice:
"Come back, come back Horatius!"
Loud cried the Fathers all.
But strong force does not necessarily imply a loud tone of voice:
"Curse on him!" quoth false Sextus;
"Will not the villain drown?
But for this stay, ere close of day
We should have sacked the town!"
Here Sextus gives vent to his concentrated hate for Horatius and
speaks with strong force, but not in a loud tone of voice.
The effort to influence the mind and action of others draws on a great
fund of mental energy; hence commands, persuasion, and argument, all
find their vocal expression in strong force. Herve Riel, urging the
captains to allow him to pilot the ships, speaks with strong force:
Sirs, they know I speak the truth! Sirs, believe me there's a way!
Only let me lead the line,
When the mental or physical energy is at a low ebb we
speak with _weak force_:
But all that I could think of, in the darkness and the cold,
Was just that I was leaving home, and my folks were growing old.
Take me out, sink me deep in the green profound,
To sway with the long-weed, swing wit
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