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2d Pers accented Adverb Antecedent apostrophe apposition Auxiliary Verb called classes Co-ordinate comma Comparative Compound Incomplete CONDITIONAL MOOD Conjugation Conjunction consonant Dative Demonstrative Adjective denote derived distinct express feminine follows the Verb FRANCIS STORR Future Tense G. L. BENNETT Gender Grammar Greek Heroic Couplet Iambic IMPERATIVE MOOD INDICATIVE MOOD Indirect Object Infinitive Mood inflected inflexion Interjection Interrogative Intransitive Latin letters lines loved Complete Masculine Master meaning Metres modern English Mood Latin Neuter Nominative Note.—The Noun Clause Noun or Pronoun Number occurs Old English omitted paragraph Past Indefinite Tense Past Participle Past Tense Person Singular phrase poetry Possessive precedes Predicate Prepositions Present Indefinite Tense Present Tense Principal Sentence Relative Pronouns rhyme Scheme for Parsing sense Shakespeare Singular and Plural sometimes speaking Subject SUBJUNCTIVE MOOD suffix Superlative syllable things Third Persons Thou hadst Thou shouldst Thou wilt tive Transitive Verb treated usually verse Vocative Weak Verbs words written
Page 36 - Reason labours at in vain. This too serves always, Reason never long : One must go right, the other may go wrong. See then the acting and comparing powers One in their nature, which are two in ours ! And Reason raise o'er Instinct as you can, In this 'tis God directs, in that 'tis man.
Page 41 - Two men went up into the temple to pray; the one a Pharisee, and the other a publican. The Pharisee stood and prayed thus with himself, God, I thank thee, that I am not as other men are, extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as this publican. I fast twice in the week, I give tithes of all that I possess.
Page 126 - SCORN not the Sonnet; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakspeare unlocked his heart; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow: a glow-worm lamp.
Page 42 - No, Stranger, none; And hear, — to fire thy flagging zeal, — The Saxon cause rests on thy steel; For thus spoke Fate, by prophet bred Between the living and the dead: 'Who spills the foremost foeman's life, His party- conquers in the strife.'" — "Then, by my word," the Saxon said, "The riddle is already read.
Page 126 - Scorn not the Sonnet ; Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours ! With this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart ; the melody Of this small lute gave ease to Petrarch's wound ; A thousand times this pipe did Tasso sound ; With it Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned His visionary brow ; a glow-worm lamp, It cheered mild Spenser, called from Faery-land To struggle through dark ways ; and, when a damp Fell round...
Page 36 - Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look ; He thinks too much : such men are dangerous.
Page 129 - ... from Mr. Hume in his last journey to London. Such an oracle might have been consulted and obeyed with rational devotion ; but I was soon disgusted with the modest practice of reading the manuscript to my friends. Of such friends some will praise from politeness, and some will criticise from vanity.
Page 126 - Camoens soothed an exile's grief ; The Sonnet glittered a gay myrtle leaf Amid the cypress with which Dante crowned •• His visionary brow...
Page 49 - I AM monarch of all I survey; My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.