A Practical Grammar: In which Words, Phrases, and Sentences are Classified According to Their Offices, and Their Various Relations to One Another : Illustrated by a Complete System of Diagrams |
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Active Voice Adjective Pronoun Adverb ANALYSIS Antecedent Auxiliary Sentence Auxiliary Verbs called commonly Compound Word Conj Conjunction construction denote Diagram distinguished earth Euphony EXAMPLES EXAMPLES.-1 Exclamation EXERCISES expressed Gender getteth give Grammar hath Hence illustrate Obs Independent Phrase Indicative Mode INFINITIVE MODE Interrogative Pronoun Intransitive introduce Irregular Verb John King of Shadows language Let the Pupil Logical Adjuncts modify Nominative NOTE Nouns and Pronouns o'er Object OBS.-The parsed Passive Past Participle Personal Pronouns placed position Possessive Possessive Adjective POTENTIAL MODE Predicate Prefixes Prep Preposition Present Participle PRINCIPAL ELEMENTS Principal Sentence PRIOR PAST TENSE PRIOR PRESENT TENSE Pron reciting Relative Pronoun REM.-In RULE Scaling yonder peak seen SENTENCE-PRINCIPAL Sentences to illustrate signification Simple sing Singular Number sometimes Specifying Adjectives Subject Subjunctive Substantive Suffixes tence thee things Third Person Thou art Thou mayst Thou mightst Thou wilt tive Transitive Verbs Verbal Adjective
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Page 227 - Here living tea-pots stand, one arm held out, One bent ; the handle this, and that the spout : A pipkin there, like Homer's tripod, walks; Here sighs a jar, and there a goose-pie talks ; Men prove with child, as powerful fancy works, And maids, turn'd bottles, call aloud for corks.
Page 278 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky.
Page 76 - 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. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Page 64 - My heart is awed within me when I think Of the great miracle that still goes on, In silence, round me, — the perpetual work Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed Forever.
Page 295 - Tis midnight's holy hour — and silence now Is brooding like a gentle spirit o'er The still and pulseless world. Hark! on the winds The bell's deep tones are swelling; 'tis the knell Of the departed year. No funeral train Is sweeping past; yet, on the stream and wood, With melancholy light the moonbeams rest Like a pale, spotless shroud; the air is stirred As by a mourner's sigh; and on yon cloud, That floats so still and placidly through heaven...
Page 273 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh, night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet, lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Page 16 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Page 60 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled, The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud though childlike form.
Page 277 - And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 155 - Eternal Hope ! when yonder spheres sublime Pealed their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have decayed ; When...