Longmans' English GrammarGeorge Jay Smith Longmans, Green, and Company, 1901 - Всего страниц: 333 |
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... Children , obey your parents . The boy hurt his sister . I met my uncle , aunt , and three cousins to - day . The king ... child's father is a grocer . The general ordered his soldiers to charge . b . Give the names of 1. Ten kinds of ...
... Children , obey your parents . The boy hurt his sister . I met my uncle , aunt , and three cousins to - day . The king ... child's father is a grocer . The general ordered his soldiers to charge . b . Give the names of 1. Ten kinds of ...
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... child Exercise 5 . t a . In the following sentences pick out all names of kinds of animals . The hawk killed three Drive the cattle home . The dog ran after the sheep and lambs . chickens . The cat is playing with her kittens . The cows ...
... child Exercise 5 . t a . In the following sentences pick out all names of kinds of animals . The hawk killed three Drive the cattle home . The dog ran after the sheep and lambs . chickens . The cat is playing with her kittens . The cows ...
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... child slip . Honesty and justice are virtues ; dishonesty and injustice are vices . The rose is admired for its beauty and sweetness . The driver was punished for his cruelty . Solo- mon chose wisdom . His kindness made friends for him ...
... child slip . Honesty and justice are virtues ; dishonesty and injustice are vices . The rose is admired for its beauty and sweetness . The driver was punished for his cruelty . Solo- mon chose wisdom . His kindness made friends for him ...
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... children was without bounds . Painting can be mastered only by long study . Art is long , but life is short . Pride goeth before destruction . He always told the truth . A little weeping would ease my heart . The quality of mercy is not ...
... children was without bounds . Painting can be mastered only by long study . Art is long , but life is short . Pride goeth before destruction . He always told the truth . A little weeping would ease my heart . The quality of mercy is not ...
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... child . The cat . The mouse . The baker . The tailor . The thief . The carpenter . The mower . The sower . The ... Children love flowers . The clerk wrote letters . b . Fill in each blank in the following incomplete sentences with a word ...
... child . The cat . The mouse . The baker . The tailor . The thief . The carpenter . The mower . The sower . The ... Children love flowers . The clerk wrote letters . b . Fill in each blank in the following incomplete sentences with a word ...
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Abstract Nouns Adjective Clause Adjuncts Adverbial Clause Apposition Attribute baby bird brother called child Complex Sentences Conjunctive Adverb Coördinating Copulative Verb denoted diagram elements English examples Exercise father Feminine flowers following sentences pick garden Gender Gerund girl Give grammar grammatical gender hear heard horse IMPERATIVE MOOD Indicative Mood Infinitive Interrogative Intransitive Jack John join kind king language Latin learned live look Mary Masculine means modifies mother names of actions Notes for Teachers Noun Clause Noun or Pronoun Number Object Parse Passive Voice Past Perfect Participle person or thing Plural Predicate Prefixes printed in italics Progressive form Read again pars Relative Pronoun Simple sing Singular Number sister soldier speak Speech spoken statement Subject Subjunctive Mood Suffixes tell tences Tense thee thou to-day Transitive Verb tree Voice walk William wind window write
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Стр. 295 - 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 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...
Стр. 197 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Стр. 95 - Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
Стр. 271 - They say it was a shocking sight after the field was won; for many thousand bodies here lay rotting in the sun; but things like that, you know, must be after a famous victory. Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, and our good Prince Eugene. "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" said little Wilhelmine. "Nay... nay... my little girl...
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 260 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face of the dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Стр. 235 - I did consent, And often did beguile her of her tears, When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange, Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful...