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... hour we began our journey homewards . i . We arrived at the hut quite safely at twenty mi- nutes to seven , thankful to have got through all our difficulties and adventures . j . All were in constant expectation of more telegraphic ...
... hour we began our journey homewards . i . We arrived at the hut quite safely at twenty mi- nutes to seven , thankful to have got through all our difficulties and adventures . j . All were in constant expectation of more telegraphic ...
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... hours in joy and hymning spent . w . A violent cross wind from either coast , Blows them transverse ten thousand leagues awry , Into the devious air . x . So spake the false dissembler unperceived . y . A similar observation may be ...
... hours in joy and hymning spent . w . A violent cross wind from either coast , Blows them transverse ten thousand leagues awry , Into the devious air . x . So spake the false dissembler unperceived . y . A similar observation may be ...
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... hour was that when from the main I reached this lovely valley once again ! k . In a few hours Harley reached the inn where he proposed breakfasting . 7. He sat down on a large stone to take out a little pebble from his shoe , when he ...
... hour was that when from the main I reached this lovely valley once again ! k . In a few hours Harley reached the inn where he proposed breakfasting . 7. He sat down on a large stone to take out a little pebble from his shoe , when he ...
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... hour . Coldly lies the death - frost now On his little rounded brow ; And the seal of darkness lies Ever on his shrouded eyes . He will never feel again Touch of human joy or pain ; Never will his once - bright eyes Open with a glad ...
... hour . Coldly lies the death - frost now On his little rounded brow ; And the seal of darkness lies Ever on his shrouded eyes . He will never feel again Touch of human joy or pain ; Never will his once - bright eyes Open with a glad ...
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... hour when earth and sky Shall echo the angel's voice of dread , And the tyrant Death must die ! 12. Parse the italicised words in the above verses . 13. Analyse the following passage : · The whole force Course . ] 77 in Grammar and ...
... hour when earth and sky Shall echo the angel's voice of dread , And the tyrant Death must die ! 12. Parse the italicised words in the above verses . 13. Analyse the following passage : · The whole force Course . ] 77 in Grammar and ...
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The Training Examiner in Grammar and the Analysis of Sentences. 2nd Course William Browning Morgan Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
abstract noun adjective sentence adverbs Analyse the following auxiliaries auxiliary verbs belongs cæsura change the italicised classes Classify complex sentence compound sentence conjunction copula Correct errors difference of meaning diphthong Distinguish English Enlarge etymology Explain the difference Explain the terms expressed father following passage following sentence change following sentences add following verses following words functions gender Give examples Give the derivation Give the meanings Give the rule GRAMMAR AND ANALYSIS Illustrate your remarks indicate indirect object inflection intransitive verbs italicised words kinds letters middle voices Milton mood Morell's Grammar mute names nominative absolute noun sentence Parse the italicised Parse the words participle plural Point possessive predicate prepositions proper relative pronoun respect Saxon sentences add co-ordinates sentences beginning Show simple prose simple sentence singular sounds speech sub-class subjunctive mood subordinate clauses subordinate sentence syllables tences tenses TEST PAPER thou tion TRAINING EXAMINER vowels words in italics
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 58 - TWAS at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son: Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Seite 56 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, • — which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus, and of Ind ; Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings Barbaric pearl and gold...
Seite 75 - Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him. Round he throws his baleful eyes, That witnessed huge affliction and dismay, Mixed with obdurate pride, and steadfast hate; At once, as far as angels...
Seite 87 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Seite 64 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Seite 77 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Seite 75 - Then none was for a party ; Then all were for the state ; Then the great man helped the poor, And the poor man loved the great ; Then lands were fairly portioned ; Then spoils were fairly sold : The Romans were like brothers In the brave days of old.
Seite 43 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 81 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Seite 43 - Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile. Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might. But no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again.