A Grammar Containing the Etymology and Syntax of the English Language: For Advanced Grammar Grades, and for High Schools, Academies, EtcHarper & Brothers, 1885 - 256 pages |
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Adjective clause adjective element adjunct adverbial clause adverbial element adverbial phrase Anglo-Saxon antecedent apposition attributive auxiliary birds Cæsar called commas common noun complement complex sentence compound sentence conjugation conjunctive adverb connected construction Define definition degree denote ellipsis English Grammar EXERCISE expression feminine gerund grammatical form grammatical predicate grammatical subject Greek Hence iambic imperative mood indicative mood indirect object infinitive inflection interrogative intransitive irregular king language Latin learning limiting adjectives logical loved meaning Model for Parsing modifying the noun neuter nominative noun or pronoun Parse etymologically passive voice past participle past tense personal pronoun plural possessive POTENTIAL MOOD preposition present principal PRONOMINAL ADJECTIVES proper noun qualifying adjective relation relative pronoun second person sentence containing simple sentence singular number SPECIAL RULE speech statement subjunctive subjunctive mood subordinate conjunction substantive suffix superlative syllable SYNTAX tence term thing third person Thou thought tion tive transitive verb verse words Write
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Page 84 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 144 - Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. 'Wretch,' I cried, 'thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he hath sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore; Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!
Page 208 - They tell us, sir, that we are weak — unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
Page 82 - Of Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse...
Page 108 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Page 71 - My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass : Because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
Page 213 - But low of cattle and song of birds, And health and quiet and loving words." But he thought of his sisters proud and cold, And his mother vain of her rank and gold. So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the field alone.
Page 183 - And do you now put on your best attire? And do you now cull out a holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone; Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude.
Page 88 - Thus fares it still in our decay ; And yet the wiser mind Mourns less for what age takes away Than what it leaves behind.
Page 31 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.