Longmans' School GrammarLongmans, Green, and Company, 1899 - 264 páginas |
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Página 8
... . . . a great army . The men little man .... poor food . covers . The dog a little gun . .... Mary . a new frock . The books ... • a bushy tail . pretty 13. The Verb to have is often used like the 8 LONGMANS ' SCHOOL GRAMMAR.
... . . . a great army . The men little man .... poor food . covers . The dog a little gun . .... Mary . a new frock . The books ... • a bushy tail . pretty 13. The Verb to have is often used like the 8 LONGMANS ' SCHOOL GRAMMAR.
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... poor fellow's arm is broken ; The good scholars were praised by their teacher . ' 6 6 17. In these , as in other cases , the Verb to have may be used with the Verb to be ; thus , The thief has been caught ; ' ' The houses have been sold ...
... poor fellow's arm is broken ; The good scholars were praised by their teacher . ' 6 6 17. In these , as in other cases , the Verb to have may be used with the Verb to be ; thus , The thief has been caught ; ' ' The houses have been sold ...
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... poor men that Mr. Jones might give the poor men a dinner . The coachman heard the coachman called . The thief hid the thief behind a tree . The gentleman mounted the gentleman's horse . When the Normans got to the top of the hill the ...
... poor men that Mr. Jones might give the poor men a dinner . The coachman heard the coachman called . The thief hid the thief behind a tree . The gentleman mounted the gentleman's horse . When the Normans got to the top of the hill the ...
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... poor dog a bone . Here comes a poor woman from baby - land With three small children in her hand . Little Polly Flinders Sat among the cinders , Warming her pretty little toes . Her mother came and caught her And scolded her little ...
... poor dog a bone . Here comes a poor woman from baby - land With three small children in her hand . Little Polly Flinders Sat among the cinders , Warming her pretty little toes . Her mother came and caught her And scolded her little ...
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... poor . They think us strange . We believe them to be true . made her strong . The news And she was fair and very fair , Her beauty made me glad . 45. A word which is generally a Noun may sometimes be used as an Adjective ; as , ' The ...
... poor . They think us strange . We believe them to be true . made her strong . The news And she was fair and very fair , Her beauty made me glad . 45. A word which is generally a Noun may sometimes be used as an Adjective ; as , ' The ...
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Abstract Noun Adjective Adjective Clause Adjuncts Adverbial Clause baby Barbara Frietchie bassoon birds brother child Cloth Conjunction Conjunctive Adverbs Edward English examples Exercise father Feminine following sentences pick garden Gender Gerund girl Give Grammar grammatical gender hear horse IMPERATIVE MOOD Imperfect Indicative Mood Infinitive Mood Introduction and Notes Jack James John joining words kind king lady Latin live Longmans Mary Masculine mother Notes for Teachers Noun Clause Noun or Pronoun o'er Parse Perfect Continuous Perfect Participle PERFECT TENSE person or thing Plural Number Predicate Preposition PRESENT INDEFINITE TENSE printed in italics Read Relative Pronoun Roxbury Latin School School sing Singular Number sister soldier speaking Subject Subjunctive Mood Suffixes tell thee thing named Thou Transitive Verbs tree Verbs of Incomplete Verbs to show Voice walk William wind window word joined words which show write
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Página 170 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Página 123 - 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 218 - Many a man lives a burden to the earth; but a good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.
Página 93 - His great bright eye most silently Up to the Moon is cast— If he may know which way to go; For she guides him smooth or grim. See, brother, see! how graciously She looketh down on him.
Página 183 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Página 21 - 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 222 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Página 4 - 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 28 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old ; His withered cheek, and tresses gray, Seemed to have known a better day; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry. For, well-a-day! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; •And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest.
Página 37 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.