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A. F. and M. E. A. F. form A. F. origin A. F. words allied Anglo-French Anglo-Saxon aphaeresis aphesis Arabic Aryan become borrowed Central French century Chaucer close common consonant consonantal Cotgrave denoted derived dialect Dict Dictionary dimin diphthong early epenthetic etymology examples final Folk-Latin French words Gaston Paris give Godefroy Goth Greek Grimm's Law hence heraldry initial inserted Ital Italian language large number later Latin origin Latin words lost Low Lat Medially Middle English modern English modern French nasal number of words obsolete occurs older form palatalised phonetic Port prefix pronounced pronunciation remains remarkable rime Romance languages romic Sanskrit sense short sometimes sound Span Spanish spelling spelt stem suffix symbol trilled unaccented usually verb voiceless vowel Vulgate whence whilst words of A. F. written
Page iii - And who, in time, knows whither we may vent The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores This gain of our best glory shall be sent, T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores? What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident May come refined with th
Page 121 - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swelled the gale, And ' Stanley ! ' was the cry. A light on Marmion's visage spread, And fired his glazing eye ; With dying hand above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted ' Victory ! — Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on!
Page 147 - ... by a transition which marks the wonderful genius of the man the schoolman was transformed into the pamphleteer. If Chaucer is the father of our later English poetry, Wyclif is the father of our later English prose. The rough, clear, homely English of his tracts, the speech of the...
Page 140 - To loke how my yonge men leden here lyf, Whether they lyven in joie or elles in stryf." " Be God !" seyde sire Ote, " that is a cold reed, Now I see that al the cark schal fallen on myn heed; For whan the justice sitte, and thou be nought y-founde, I schal anon be take, and in thy stede i-bounde.
Page 162 - Caesar's heart that rose above the waves. More I could sing, but fear my numbers stays; No loyal subject dares that courage praise. In stately frigates most delight you find, Where well-drawn battles fire your martial mind. What to your...
Page 281 - God : anarchy, a society without a government ; anomalous, not similar. ad, assuming for the sake of euphony the various forms of a, ac, af, ag, al, an, ap, ar, as, at, according to the commencing letter of the primitive or root...
Page 121 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Page 299 - Arioste and Petrarch, they greatly pollished our rude and homely maner of vulgar Poesie, from that it had bene before, and for that cause may justly be sayd the first reformers of our English meetre and...