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The Mother Tongue, Volumen3 John Hays Gardiner,George Lyman Kittredge,Sarah Louise Arnold Vista completa - 1902 |
The Mother Tongue: Book I-2;, Volumen1 Sarah Louise Arnold,George Lyman Kittredge,John William Adamson Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Términos y frases comunes
action adjective antonyms Arcot argument arrangement asking Australian Kangaroo Battle of Bannockburn beautiful Benjamin Parker bring business letter cæsura called character clauses clear comma Compare complex sentence composition compound sentences construction conversation definite Describe Dinah Morris effect English essay example exercises explanation express facts familiar feelings flower Franklin's George Eliot give hand iambic iambus ideas illustrate incident indicate interest introduction Julius Cæsar kind king language learned literature Lochinvar locomotive look material means mind narrative natural never noun objects observe omitted outline paragraph passage person poem practice principle pupils purpose question reader reply rhyme Rumpelstiltskin scene SECTION selection Shakspere simple specific speech spondee stanza street structure style suggest syllables TEACHER Tell the story tence things thought tion topics trochee variety verb verse Write a description written
Pasajes populares
Página 171 - Listen! You hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Página 407 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Página 119 - I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Página 57 - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Página 414 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she ; The Heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be.
Página 60 - All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Each horseman drew his battle-blade ; And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven, Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven Far flashed the red...
Página 404 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...
Página 9 - Thus I went up Market Street as far as Fourth Street, passing by the door of Mr. Read, my future wife's father ; when she, standing at the door, saw me, and thought I made, as I certainly did, a most awkward, ridiculous appearance.
Página 333 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face: But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: So Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Página 290 - Talent is power; tact is skill. Talent is weight ; tact is momentum. Talent knows what to do; tact knows how to do it. Talent makes a man respectable ; tact will make him respected. Talent is wealth ; tact is ready money.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Mother Tongue, Volumen3 The Mother Tongue, George Lyman Kittredge Volumen3 de The Mother Tongue: Book I-, George Lyman Kittredge |
| Autores | John Hays Gardiner, George Lyman Kittredge, Sarah Louise Arnold |
| Editor | Ginn, 1902 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de California |
| Digitalizado | 16 Nov. 2007 |
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