Both Uses of
harangue
in
Faust -- Part 1 -- translated by Theil
- Excuse me, fine harangues I cannot make,
Though all the circle look on me with scorn;
My pathos soon thy laughter would awake,
Hadst thou the laughing mood not long forsworn.†*
- Your fine harangues, so polish'd in their kind,
Wherein the shreds of human thought ye twist,
Are unrefreshing as the empty wind,
Whistling through wither'd leaves and autumn mist!†
Definition:
to try to persuade, or to criticize in an impassioned and often annoying manner; or a speech with such an intent