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Analytical Grammar of the English Language: Designed for Schools
Timothy Stone Pinneo
No preview available - 2015
1st Future 1st person 2d past 3d Past Tense 3d person abridged sentence active voice adjective analyze antecedent apposition attri beautiful brother called clause complex sentence compound sentence conjunctive adverb connected defective verbs Error 1.—Avoid Explain the examples feminine Fill the blanks Form sentences friends Future Tense gender George Give gram grammatical attribute grammatical subject happiness independent infinitive mode interjection intransitive James John Let the pupil loved Mary Mary reads masculine means modifying words nominative absolute noun or pronoun object omitted parse each word participial mode participle passive voice plur PLURAL NUMBER possessive potential mode preposition pres pupil parse Questions.—What Recite Exercise relative pronoun Remark 2.—The Rule III Rule VII simple sentences sing SINGULAR NUMBER sometimes speech subjunctive superlative syllables taught teach thing Thou tive transitive verb tree trochees understood walked wise write
Page 200 - The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. To die; to sleep; No more...
Page 209 - Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee ; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name.
Page 153 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few, shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Page 209 - CHILD, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away ; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently ; Father, by the breeze of eve Call'd thy harvest work to leave — Pray : ere yet the dark hours be, Lift the heart and bend the knee...
Page 190 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Page 148 - Are flushing into life. Down, down they come — those fruitful stores, Those earth-rejoicing drops ! A momentary deluge pours, Then thins, decreases, stops. And ere the dimples on the stream Have circled out of sight, Lo ! from the west a parting gleam Breaks forth, of amber light.
Page 153 - Across this stormy water; And I'll forgive your Highland chief, My daughter! — oh! my daughter!
Page 174 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves, And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves. The free fair homes of England, Long, long, in hut and hall, May hearts of native proof be reared To guard each hallowed wall. And green for ever be the groves, And bright the flowery sod, Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God.