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adjective adverbs answer archery auxiliary beautiful brave Brutus Cæsar called compound sentences conjunctions copula Copy cotton dependent clauses describe exclamatory expletive express father feel figures of speech Find five sentences following sentences forest form the plural garret gender give group of words heart heaven incomplete predication infinitive inflected inflected forms interrogative intransitive inverted order irregular verbs Jean Valjean John kind King letters light live LONGFELLOW looked means modify natural order night nominative object Observe outline painted paragraph past participle past tense personal pronouns phrase Pickwick poem predicate preposition present tense Read refers relative pronoun rhyming Robin Hood selection SHAKESPEARE ship simple singular Sir Fair-hands Sir Kay sometimes story Study subject complement Teacher tell tences thee things third person thou thought topics transitive verb tree verses voice Write a description
Page 141 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; I am no orator, as Brutus is; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend: and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Page 131 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Page 311 - BOY'S SONG. WHERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the gray trout lies asleep, Up the river and over the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Page 169 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Page 140 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest, (For Brutus is an honorable man, So are they all, all honorable men) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 171 - Came thro' the jaws of Death Back from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred.
Page 208 - I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past.
Page 199 - ... of his wife, was to take gun in hand and stroll away into the woods. Here he would sometimes seat himself at the foot of a tree, and share the contents of his wallet with Wolf, with whom he sympathized as a fellow-sufferer in persecution. "Poor Wolf...
Page 199 - thy mistress leads thee a dog's life of it ; but never mind, my lad, whilst I live thou shalt never want a friend to stand by thee !" Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity, I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart. In a long ramble of the kind on a fine autumnal day, Rip had unconsciously scrambled to one of the highest parts of the Kaatskill mountains. He was after his favorite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes...