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Side 7
... live ? They are dying by hundreds . The waves rise on the shore . How few know this . They live honestly . ADVERB . Adverb means added to a verb . An Adverb is a word added to verbs , adjectives , or other ad- verbs , to express some ...
... live ? They are dying by hundreds . The waves rise on the shore . How few know this . They live honestly . ADVERB . Adverb means added to a verb . An Adverb is a word added to verbs , adjectives , or other ad- verbs , to express some ...
Side 8
... live yonder . Whence have you come ? Thence . Who lives here ? You live there . In crossing a heath , suppose I pitched my foot against a stone , and were asked how the stone came to be there , I might possibly answer that it had lain ...
... live yonder . Whence have you come ? Thence . Who lives here ? You live there . In crossing a heath , suppose I pitched my foot against a stone , and were asked how the stone came to be there , I might possibly answer that it had lain ...
Side 18
... live in the gardens of the Dublin Society . Shall we go into the garden ? Some nuns are called Sisters of Charity . Lords and ladies were there . It was necessary to have recourse to religious terrors . An un- christian antipathy . He ...
... live in the gardens of the Dublin Society . Shall we go into the garden ? Some nuns are called Sisters of Charity . Lords and ladies were there . It was necessary to have recourse to religious terrors . An un- christian antipathy . He ...
Side 35
... lives the life of the righteous . He moved the mighty mass . She sleeps the sleep of death . They shall die the death of the wicked . Birds sing sweetly when the summer begins . When you have begun your work they shall sing songs ...
... lives the life of the righteous . He moved the mighty mass . She sleeps the sleep of death . They shall die the death of the wicked . Birds sing sweetly when the summer begins . When you have begun your work they shall sing songs ...
Side 63
... live ? I don't know your address ? Go up the street and turn to the left ; pass the * Beware is merely a compound of be and ware , and should not be written as one word . In the Compound Tenses it is always written as two - as , " I ...
... live ? I don't know your address ? Go up the street and turn to the left ; pass the * Beware is merely a compound of be and ware , and should not be written as one word . In the Compound Tenses it is always written as two - as , " I ...
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1st Person 2nd Person 3rd Person accented adjectives Adverbs amphibrach anapaestic apostrophe Article beautiful brother Cæsar catalectic changed clause comma compound Conjunctions consisting Correct errors couldest dactyl defective verbs denotes derived dimeter EMPHATIC FORM English language EXERCISE express father gender give governed grammar grammarians hath Heaven hill hope horse iambi IMPERATIVE MOOD Indefinite INFINITIVE MOOD Interjection intransitive verbs James James's Jane John John's Julia Julius Cæsar king Lady Latin live lost loved mayest or canst means monometer nominative nouns objective Passive PAST PARTICIPLE Past Tense Perfect personal pronouns phrases Pluperfect Tense PLURAL possessive POTENTIAL MOOD preposition Present Tense PROGRESSIVE FORM pupils regarded RULE sentence signification SINGULAR NUMBER sisters slate sometimes speaking spondee Subjunctive SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD superlative syllable taught teaching tell thing Thou shalt tive trimeter trochæic trochees unaccented verb verse voice Vowels walk William wise word Write
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Side 135 - What matter where, if I be still the same And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater...
Side 126 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
Side 126 - As human nature's broadest, foulest blot, Chains him, and tasks him, and exacts his sweat With stripes, that Mercy with a bleeding heart Weeps, when she sees inflicted on a beast: Then what is man ? And what man, seeing this, And having human feelings, does not blush, And hang his head, to think himself a man...
Side 136 - Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Side 129 - Angels ken, he views The dismal situation waste and wild : A dungeon horrible on all sides round As one great furnace flamed; yetfrom those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all...
Side 83 - But all Etruria's noblest Felt their hearts sink to see On the earth the bloody corpses, In the path the dauntless Three : And, from the ghastly entrance Where those bold Romans stood, All shrank, like boys who unaware, Ranging the woods to start a hare, Come to the mouth of the dark lair Where, growling low, a fierce old bear Lies amidst bones and blood. Was none who would be foremost To lead such dire attack ; But those behind cried
Side 120 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh, quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying : Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Hark, they whisper ; angels say,
Side 83 - Rank behind rank, like surges bright Of a broad sea of gold. Four hundred trumpets sounded A peal of warlike glee, As that great host, with measured tread, And spears advanced, and ensigns spread, Rolled slowly towards the bridge's head, Where stood the dauntless Three.
Side 127 - 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...
Side 127 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.