Some words pronounced alike. 1. Copy carefully. 2. Write from dictation. 3. Use the italicized words in sentences of your own. 1. The merry plowboy cheers his team. - ROBERt Burns. 2. Now teem with countless rills and shady woods, Cornfields and pastures and white cottages. 3. But for their sake my heart doth ache, With many a bitter throe. — Robert Burns. 4. Up the rude crags, whose giant masses throw Eternal shadows o'er the glen below. - FELICIA D. HEMANS. 5. Not many sounds in life exceed in interest a knock at the door. It "gives a very echo to the throne where hope is seated."-CHARLES LAMB. 6. The shiver of dancing leaves is thrown About its echoing chambers wide. - ALFRED TENNYSON. 7. And faint, from farther distance borne, Were heard the clanging hoof and horn. 8. Take your imagination, SIR WALTER SCOTT. From bourn to bourn, region to region. - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 9. In his high place he had so borne himself that all had feared him, that most had loved him. -THOMAS BABINGTON, LORD MACAULAY. Some words pronounced alike. 1. Copy carefully. 2. Write from dictation. italicized words in sentences of your own. 1. The ceaseless rain is falling fast, And yonder gilded vane, 3. Use the -HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW. 2. Pass, therefore, not to-day in vain, For it will never come again. - Omar Khayyam. 3. Consult Life's silent clock, thy bounding vein ; Seems it to say, -"Life here has long to reign"? WILLIAM COWPER. 4. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again. — JOHN DRYDEN. 5. And which is the best I leave to be guessed. 6. Wealth without virtue is a dangerous guest; Who holds them mingled is supremely blest.—SAPPHO. 7. But the Sensitive Plant could give small fruit Of the love which it felt from the leaf to the root. 8. We alighted at some place, which is as little within my distinct remembrance as the route by which we reached it. - THOMAS DE QUINCEY. Some words pronounced alike. 1. Copy carefully. 2. Write from dictation. 3. Use the italicized words in sentences of your own. 1. And above his head he sees The clear moon, the glory of the heavens. 2. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed. - ROBERt Burns. 3. All habits gather by unseen degrees, As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas. 4. Of this alone even God is deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have been. -- 5. For they love to hear on the roof, the rain, And to count the bins, again and again, Heaped with their treasures of golden grain. AGATHON. - PHOEBE CARY. Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleeve of care, 7. 'Tis but a base ignoble mind That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. |