High School Exercises in GrammarLongmans, Green & Company, 1911 - 198 |
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... Friend , art afraid ? 10 Swell , organ , swell your trumpet blast ! March , Queen and Royal pageant , march By splendid aisle and springing arch Of this fair hall ! 11 Time driveth onward fast , And in a little while our lips are dumb ...
... Friend , art afraid ? 10 Swell , organ , swell your trumpet blast ! March , Queen and Royal pageant , march By splendid aisle and springing arch Of this fair hall ! 11 Time driveth onward fast , And in a little while our lips are dumb ...
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... friends ; now he made or unmade kings , and regu- lated at his pleasure the destiny of nations . 5 Where the quiet - colored end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half - asleep Tinkle homeward ...
... friends ; now he made or unmade kings , and regu- lated at his pleasure the destiny of nations . 5 Where the quiet - colored end of evening smiles Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half - asleep Tinkle homeward ...
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... friendship faithfully and manfully . 2 The sheriff is elected by the people for a term of three years . 3 In the fifteenth century , England was torn in pieces by a furious civil war . 4 His friends extolled him as the greatest of all ...
... friendship faithfully and manfully . 2 The sheriff is elected by the people for a term of three years . 3 In the fifteenth century , England was torn in pieces by a furious civil war . 4 His friends extolled him as the greatest of all ...
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... friend of woe . 2 Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York . 3 He is made one with Nature . 4 George IV was crowned King amid mingled feelings . of loyalty and disapproval . 5 In the latter half of ...
... friend of woe . 2 Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York . 3 He is made one with Nature . 4 George IV was crowned King amid mingled feelings . of loyalty and disapproval . 5 In the latter half of ...
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... its kind : - 1 The King of Terrors loves a shining mark . 2 They make a desert and call it peace . 3 But grant me still a friend in my retreat . 4 One of Cromwell's soldiers was called Praise - God THE VERB AND ITS COMPLEMENTS 25.
... its kind : - 1 The King of Terrors loves a shining mark . 2 They make a desert and call it peace . 3 But grant me still a friend in my retreat . 4 One of Cromwell's soldiers was called Praise - God THE VERB AND ITS COMPLEMENTS 25.
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action Active Voice Adjective Clauses Adjective Complement Adverbial Clauses adverbial phrase Analyze Apposition Attributive Complement Auxiliary beautiful breath Cæsar called classified complements and modifiers Complex Declarative Sentence Complex Sentences Compound Sentence conjunctive adverb connected dear death denote direct object doth dream earth express eyes fair find the nouns following points following sentences forms friends Gerund hath hear heart heaven Indicative Mood Indirect Infinitive Intransitive King live model given Modifier of Verb Modifiers of Complement never night Nominative Absolute Note noun or pronoun Passive Voice Past Indicative Past Participle person or thing Plural poet Predicate Adjective Predicate Noun Predicate Verb Preposition Principal Proposition principal word Relative Pronoun round sentences and tell sentences in Exercise sing song soul stood Subject Subjunctive Subordinate Clause Subordinate Conjunction sweet TENSE Singular thee thine third person thought tion tive Transitive Verbs Verbals
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Strona 182 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow; a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways; and, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The thing became a trumpet, whence he blew Soul-animating strains, — alas! too few.
Strona 183 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Strona 181 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." Strange to me now are the forms I meet When I visit the dear old town; But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, 80 And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Strona 101 - By just his horse's mane, a boy : You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well", cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Strona 77 - UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, SIDNEY'S sister, PEMBROKE'S mother ; Death ! ere thou hast slain another, Learn'd and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Strona 178 - ... Nature, they say,. doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote: For him her Old- World moulds aside she threw, And, choosing sweet clay from the breast Of the unexhausted West, With stuff untainted shaped a hero new, Wise, steadfast in the strength of God, and true. How beautiful to see Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed, Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead ; One whose meek flock the people joyed to be, Not lured by any cheat of birth, But by...
Strona 45 - If you can look into the seeds of time, And say, which grain will grow, and which will not, Speak then to me, who neither beg, nor fear, Your favours, nor your hate.
Strona 180 - He cut it short, did the great god Pan, (How tall it stood in the river!) Then drew the pith, like the heart of a man, Steadily from the outside ring, And notched the poor dry empty thing In holes, as he sat by the river. "This is the way...
Strona 81 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil ; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Strona 180 - I SAW old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn ; Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.