High School Exercises in GrammarLongmans, Green, and Company, 1911 - 198 sider |
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... Sweet Mercy ! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead , his sins forgiven . With reference to Structure , sentences are classi- fied as Simple , Complex , and Compound . 8. A Simple Sentence contains no Subordinate Clauses : as , 1 ...
... Sweet Mercy ! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead , his sins forgiven . With reference to Structure , sentences are classi- fied as Simple , Complex , and Compound . 8. A Simple Sentence contains no Subordinate Clauses : as , 1 ...
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... sweet forget - me - nots That grow for happy lovers . 8 Mourn not for the owl nor his gloomy plight ! The owl hath his share of good : If a prisoner he be in the broad daylight , He is lord in the dark greenwood . 9 It was in those days ...
... sweet forget - me - nots That grow for happy lovers . 8 Mourn not for the owl nor his gloomy plight ! The owl hath his share of good : If a prisoner he be in the broad daylight , He is lord in the dark greenwood . 9 It was in those days ...
Side 14
... Sweet are the uses of adversity . Note : Be ( 30 ) , appear , and seem may also be used as verbs of Complete Predication to make complete state- ments ; look may be used as an Intransitive Verb 14 EXERCISES IN GRAMMAR.
... Sweet are the uses of adversity . Note : Be ( 30 ) , appear , and seem may also be used as verbs of Complete Predication to make complete state- ments ; look may be used as an Intransitive Verb 14 EXERCISES IN GRAMMAR.
Side 15
... sweet and blossom in the dust . 19 Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller , Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill . 20 A spirit of noon - day is he ; Yet seems a form of flesh and blood ; Nor piping shepherd shall he be , Nor ...
... sweet and blossom in the dust . 19 Dusty and dim are the eyes of the miller , Deaf are his ears with the moil of the mill . 20 A spirit of noon - day is he ; Yet seems a form of flesh and blood ; Nor piping shepherd shall he be , Nor ...
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... sweet Liberty . 8 The Norman nobles were distinguished by their graceful bearing and insinuating address . 9 Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves . 10 The true word of welcome was spoken in the door . 11 They took the son and ...
... sweet Liberty . 8 The Norman nobles were distinguished by their graceful bearing and insinuating address . 9 Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves . 10 The true word of welcome was spoken in the door . 11 They took the son and ...
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66 Note action Active Voice Adjective Clauses Adjective Complement Adverbial Clauses adverbial phrase Analyze Apposition Attributive Complement Auxiliary beauty breath Cæsar called classified complements and modifiers Complex Declarative Sentence Complex Sentences Complex Sentences containing Compound Sentence conjunctive adverb connected dear death denote direct object doth dreams 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 Noun Complements noun or pronoun Passive Voice 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 thee thine third person thought tion tive Transitive Verbs Verbals
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Side 180 - 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.
Side 181 - 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.
Side 179 - 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.
Side 75 - 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.
Side 176 - ... 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...
Side 43 - 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.
Side 178 - 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...
Side 79 - 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.
Side 178 - 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.
Side 162 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...