Longmans' English GrammarGeorge James Smith Longmans, Green, 1903 - 333 páginas |
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... MOODS 129 CONJUNCTIVE ADVERBS 131 COMPARISON 135 PREPOSITIONS INDICATIVE MOOD 136 CONJUNCTIONS IMPERATIVE MOOD 137 SUGGESTIONS FOR MIS- SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD 138 VERBALS CELLANEOUS PARS- 144 INFINITIVES 145 ING PARTICIPLES 149 WORDS ...
... MOODS 129 CONJUNCTIVE ADVERBS 131 COMPARISON 135 PREPOSITIONS INDICATIVE MOOD 136 CONJUNCTIONS IMPERATIVE MOOD 137 SUGGESTIONS FOR MIS- SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD 138 VERBALS CELLANEOUS PARS- 144 INFINITIVES 145 ING PARTICIPLES 149 WORDS ...
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... Mood in which a thought is conceived and a зtatement made . Thus- ( 1 ) We may say ( a ) What we know ; as , " Jack has a new hat . " ( b ) What we think ; as ... INDICATIVE MOOD . 309. The form of the Verb which MOODS 135 PREPOSITIONS 200.
... Mood in which a thought is conceived and a зtatement made . Thus- ( 1 ) We may say ( a ) What we know ; as , " Jack has a new hat . " ( b ) What we think ; as ... INDICATIVE MOOD . 309. The form of the Verb which MOODS 135 PREPOSITIONS 200.
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George James Smith. INDICATIVE MOOD . 309. The form of the Verb which is used in making a simple statement or in asking a question is called the In- dicative ' Mood . Examples of the Indicative Mood . ( 1 ) Simple statement . Fred went ...
George James Smith. INDICATIVE MOOD . 309. The form of the Verb which is used in making a simple statement or in asking a question is called the In- dicative ' Mood . Examples of the Indicative Mood . ( 1 ) Simple statement . Fred went ...
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... Indicative Mood . ( b ) In the Imperative Mood . Come live with me and be my love . Friends , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears . Look , in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through . Judge , O ye gods , how dearly Cæsar loved him ...
... Indicative Mood . ( b ) In the Imperative Mood . Come live with me and be my love . Friends , Romans , countrymen , lend me your ears . Look , in this place ran Cassius ' dagger through . Judge , O ye gods , how dearly Cæsar loved him ...
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... Indicative Mood . Subjunctive Mood . - If my brother were at the door I would not open it . Indicative Mood . - If my brother is at the door I will open it . In the first sentence my brother's being at the door is a ... SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD 139.
... Indicative Mood . Subjunctive Mood . - If my brother were at the door I would not open it . Indicative Mood . - If my brother is at the door I will open it . In the first sentence my brother's being at the door is a ... SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD 139.
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Términos y frases comunes
Abstract Nouns Adjective Clause Adverbial Clause Antecedent Apposition Attribute bird brother called child Complex Sentences Compound Sentence Conjunctive Adverb Coördinate Copulative Verb diagram elements English examples Exercise father Feminine following sentences pick forming Verbs garden Gender Gerund girl Give grammar grammatical gender horse Imperative Mood Indicative Mood Infinitive Interrogative Intransitive Jack John join kind king language Latin learned live look Mary Masculine means modifies mother Nominative Norman Notes for Teachers Noun Clause Noun or Pronoun Object Parse Passive Voice Past Perfect Participle person or thing Predicate Prefixes Prepositional Phrase printed in italics Progressive form Read again pars Relative Pronoun Simple sing Singular Number sister speak Speech statement Subject Subjunctive Mood Subordinate Clauses Suffixes tell tences Tense thee thou to-day Transitive Verb tree Verbs to show Voice walk William wind window write
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Página 297 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Página 253 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Página 153 - SWEET AUBURN ! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the laboring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed : Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loitered o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endeared each scene...
Página 158 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade...
Página 58 - As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head. The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Página 138 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 275 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Página 28 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Página 5 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about, On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. " Stop, stop, John Gilpin! Here's the house!
Página 236 - Hence in silence and in sorrow, toiling still with busy hand, Like an emigrant he wandered, seeking for the Better Land. Emigravit is the inscription on the tombstone where he lies, Dead he is not — but departed — for the artist never dies...