Longmans' English GrammarGeorge Jay Smith Longmans, Green, and Company, 1901 - Всего страниц: 333 |
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... writing . Running is healthful . Next summer we shall learn swimming . My brother will 1 The word Noun comes from the Latin nomen , a name , through the old French noun or non ( modern French nom ) . teach me rowing . Sailing is not ...
... writing . Running is healthful . Next summer we shall learn swimming . My brother will 1 The word Noun comes from the Latin nomen , a name , through the old French noun or non ( modern French nom ) . teach me rowing . Sailing is not ...
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... writing very difficult . The fellow supposed his theft was too clever for detection . There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry . John Gilpin was a citizen Of credit and ...
... writing very difficult . The fellow supposed his theft was too clever for detection . There was a sound of revelry by night , And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry . John Gilpin was a citizen Of credit and ...
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... writes poems . The smith hammered the iron . Horses draw carts . Cows eat grass . Cats catch mice . The sexton tolled the bell . The horse kicked the groom . The grocer sells sugar . The baby heard the parrot . The hounds caught the fox ...
... writes poems . The smith hammered the iron . Horses draw carts . Cows eat grass . Cats catch mice . The sexton tolled the bell . The horse kicked the groom . The grocer sells sugar . The baby heard the parrot . The hounds caught the fox ...
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... write a letter . We shall read that book . I should eat the apple . The sun will rise at five . We shall begin French next week . The landlord will sell two farms . The mowers will finish by sunset . We shall stay at Brighton . The ...
... write a letter . We shall read that book . I should eat the apple . The sun will rise at five . We shall begin French next week . The landlord will sell two farms . The mowers will finish by sunset . We shall stay at Brighton . The ...
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... write a letter . The traveler meant to return that way . A sower went forth to sow . The mowers have begun to cut the hay . Robert intends to walk home . Mary had hoped to receive a prize . The knight studied to please the king . The ...
... write a letter . The traveler meant to return that way . A sower went forth to sow . The mowers have begun to cut the hay . Robert intends to walk home . Mary had hoped to receive a prize . The knight studied to please the king . The ...
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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...