On the Principles of GrammarClarendon Press, 1868 - 368 sider |
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... loved , ' & c .; and difference of Mood , or manner of viewing the action as a fact or a supposed case , & c . , as he goes , ' ' should he go , ' ' if he were wise . ' Adjectives and Adverbs may be added to Noun and Verb ; as , ' The ...
... loved , ' & c .; and difference of Mood , or manner of viewing the action as a fact or a supposed case , & c . , as he goes , ' ' should he go , ' ' if he were wise . ' Adjectives and Adverbs may be added to Noun and Verb ; as , ' The ...
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... . You were . They were . Perfect . Singular . I could be Thou couldest be He could be Plural . We could be . You could be . They could be . Singular . I have been loved Thou hast been loved 12 TABLES OF VERBS USED AS AUXILIARIES .
... . You were . They were . Perfect . Singular . I could be Thou couldest be He could be Plural . We could be . You could be . They could be . Singular . I have been loved Thou hast been loved 12 TABLES OF VERBS USED AS AUXILIARIES .
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... Hence , in Latin and Greek translation , this so - called Present is often the right translation for the Latin and Greek Aorist , which is called a Past Tense . Emphatic Time . Singular . I am loving Thou art TABLE OF A REGULAR VERB . 15.
... Hence , in Latin and Greek translation , this so - called Present is often the right translation for the Latin and Greek Aorist , which is called a Past Tense . Emphatic Time . Singular . I am loving Thou art TABLE OF A REGULAR VERB . 15.
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Edward Thring. Emphatic Time . Singular . I am loving Thou art loving He is loving Singular . I do love Thou dost love ... loved We loved . Thou lovedst You loved . He loved Singular . They loved . Emphatic Time , or Perfect . Plural . I ...
Edward Thring. Emphatic Time . Singular . I am loving Thou art loving He is loving Singular . I do love Thou dost love ... loved We loved . Thou lovedst You loved . He loved Singular . They loved . Emphatic Time , or Perfect . Plural . I ...
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Edward Thring. Completed Action , or Pluperfect . Singular . * I had loved Thou hadst loved He had loved Singular . Plural . We had loved . You had loved . They had loved . Plural . Future Tense . We shall love . I shall love Thou wilt ...
Edward Thring. Completed Action , or Pluperfect . Singular . * I had loved Thou hadst loved He had loved Singular . Plural . We had loved . You had loved . They had loved . Plural . Future Tense . We shall love . I shall love Thou wilt ...
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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.