A grammar of the English language, ed. by L. Schmitz1877 - 220 pagina's |
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accent adjectives adverbs Anglo-Saxon auxiliary verbs CHAPTER cloth complex sentence compound conjugation Conjunctions consonants Distinguish English language Europe express father Fcap finite forms Future gender German gerund Give examples going to drive Grammar Greek hast hath heaven HENRY EVERS Iambic idea Illustrated imperative mood Imperfect Past Indefinite Past INDICATIVE MOOD inflected inflexions Interjections J. H. COLLINS king kyng Latin letters LL.D LONDON AND GLASGOW Lord metre mind Modern English mute naught neuter never o'er object Old English origin Parsing passages past participle Perfect Continuous person pise Plur plural poetry Post 8vo predicate prepositions Present relative pronouns rhymes root Sanskrit Saxon Shakespeare Sing singular sound speak speech subjunctive mood suffix sweet syllables Syntax thee thine thing Thou hadst thought tongue trochees usage VERB INFINITE verbal noun verse voice vowel WILLIAM COLLINS wilt words
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Pagina 170 - If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms: Never, never, never...
Pagina 162 - What private griefs they have, alas ! I know not, That made them do it ; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. 1 come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all.
Pagina 168 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Pagina 138 - Sleepless ; and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees ; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep ! by any stealth : So do not let me wear...
Pagina 166 - Being. Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week, not only as it refreshes in their minds the notions of religion, but as it puts both the sexes upon appearing in their most agreeable forms, and exerting all such qualities as are apt to give them a figure in the eye of the village. A country fellow distinguishes himself as much in the churchyard as a citizen does upon the 'Change, the whole parish politics being generally discussed in that place either after sermon or before the bell rings.
Pagina 188 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Pagina 169 - I cannot, my lords, I will not, join in congratulation on misfortune and disgrace. This, my lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment : it is not a time for adulation ; the smoothness of flattery cannot save us in this rugged and awful crisis. It is now necessary to instruct the throne in the language of truth.
Pagina 168 - He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Pagina 99 - He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate, Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And welt'ring in his blood ; Deserted, at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed : On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes.
Pagina 193 - And answer made King Arthur, breathing hard : " My end draws nigh ; 'tis time that I were gone. Make broad thy shoulders to receive my weight, And bear me to the margin; yet I fear My wound hath taken cold, and I shall die.