The Grammar, History, and Derivation of the English LanguageNational society's depository, 1881 - 383 עמודים |
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
accent adjective adjective clause adverbs Amphibrachic antecedent apposition atum auxiliary Ben Jonson Cæsar called Comp comparative compound conjunctions connexion consonant constructions corruption dare Dative denoting Direct Object express Factitive following passages French gender genitive German Gerundial Infinitive Give instances governed Greek hath Hence imperative IMPERFECT TENSE Indicative Mood Indirect inflexion Interrogative intrans intransitive John Julius Cæsar language Latin letters Lord loved If ye Low Lat meaning Middle English modern English Mood Nominative Orig originally Parse passive Passive Voice PAST IMPERFECT TENSE perfect participle personal pronouns phrase plural possessive Predicate prefix preposition PRESENT IMPERFECT principal verb Pron qualify relative pronoun represented root Shakspere sing singular Skeat sometimes sound speak Subj Subjunctive Subjunctive Mood suffix superlative syllable Syntactical Relations termination thee things thou tion tive transitive verb verbal noun Voice vowel words
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 145 - Tis the natural way of living ; Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake ; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache...
עמוד 115 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
עמוד 56 - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
עמוד 31 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
עמוד 10 - And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...
עמוד 138 - For me, my heart that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose Who giveth His beloved sleep. And friends, dear friends, when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And round my bier ye come to weep, Let one most loving of you all, Say, " Not a tear must o'er her fall ! He giveth His beloved sleep.
עמוד 154 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
עמוד 184 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
עמוד 32 - The country rings around with loud alarms, And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands; maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence ; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand...
עמוד 218 - Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill Appear in writing or in judging ill ; But, of the two, less dangerous is the offence To tire our patience, than mislead our sense. Some few in that, but numbers err in this ; Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss : A fool might once himself alone expose : Now one in verse makes many more in prose.