On the Principles of GrammarClarendon Press, 1868 - 368 sider |
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Side 38
... what degree ? ' greatly love it . ' Thus there are words showing the sort or degree of that which is stated added to verbs , as there are words showing the quality or sort of that which is named added to the noun . These words are ...
... what degree ? ' greatly love it . ' Thus there are words showing the sort or degree of that which is stated added to verbs , as there are words showing the quality or sort of that which is named added to the noun . These words are ...
Side 51
... What flower breathes sweetly , which is gay ? What cloud is bright , which dims the day ? Who passed such happy hours at play ? What waters gladdened the parched earth ? Which fruitful plant prevented dearth ? Whose sturdy strength cut ...
... What flower breathes sweetly , which is gay ? What cloud is bright , which dims the day ? Who passed such happy hours at play ? What waters gladdened the parched earth ? Which fruitful plant prevented dearth ? Whose sturdy strength cut ...
Side 71
... Whate'er the cottage hearth Might need for comfort . Whosoe'er thou be . Her work , whate'er it be , is done . Whatever Fate remain behind . Whoe'er ye be . Whate'er thou be . Whate'er their theme might be . Howe'er momentous in itself ...
... Whate'er the cottage hearth Might need for comfort . Whosoe'er thou be . Her work , whate'er it be , is done . Whatever Fate remain behind . Whoe'er ye be . Whate'er thou be . Whate'er their theme might be . Howe'er momentous in itself ...
Side 102
... What might be toward , that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't that can inform me ? p . 232 . How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself . p . 257 . ACT II . Conditional Sentences . No. 1 . You ...
... What might be toward , that this sweaty haste Doth make the night joint - labourer with the day ; Who is't that can inform me ? p . 232 . How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself . p . 257 . ACT II . Conditional Sentences . No. 1 . You ...
Side 109
... what dreams may come , Must give us pause . p . 283 . A temperance that may give it smoothness . p . 287 . ' Tis a question left us yet to prove , Whether love lead fortune , or else fortune love . p . 293 . How in my words soever she ...
... what dreams may come , Must give us pause . p . 283 . A temperance that may give it smoothness . p . 287 . ' Tis a question left us yet to prove , Whether love lead fortune , or else fortune love . p . 293 . How in my words soever she ...
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action adjectives adverbs aught auxiliary verbs bear bird breathe called case-links Condition implied conjunctive mood death denotes Dependent Clause earth English express eyes fear flowers formal grace Grammar happy hath heart heaven hour IMPERATIVE MOOD Imperfect Tense INDICATIVE MOOD INFINITIVE MOOD joined language Lest live look loved Plural loved Thou mind Mixed Muse never night Notion noun Objective pass PASSIVE PARTICIPLE Past Tense Personal Pronouns pity Pluperfect plural number POEM Conditional Sentences POEM Dependent Sentence Possessive Pray prepositions Present Tense Relative Pronouns Relative Sentence scorn Second Clause Imperative Second Clause Indicative Second Clause wanting sense shine sing sleep song sorrow soul speak speech spirit stand Subject Form sweet tell thee thine things thou wert Thou wouldst thought Twere verb of mood VERBAL SUBSTANTIVE voice walks Whate'er wind wish words
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Side 226 - Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Side 115 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! But soft ! but soft ! aside : here comes the king.
Side 353 - Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence : But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.
Side 148 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; •• Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear?
Side 100 - King. Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death The memory be green ; and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief, and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe; Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature, That we with wisest sorrow think on him, Together with remembrance of ourselves.
Side 113 - Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou.
Side 100 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Side 107 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Side 102 - O God ! I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
Side 200 - No man can find it ; Father ! Thou must lead. Do Thou, then, breathe those thoughts into my mind By which such virtue may in me be bred That in thy holy footsteps I may tread ; The fetters of my tongue do Thou unbind, That I may have the power to sing of thee, And sound thy praises everlastingly.