English Spoken and Written: Lessons in language, literature, and compositionMacmillan, 1913 - English language |
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adjectives adverbs aloud Arthur begin birds blue weather Bob-o'-link business letters called capital letter CHARLES KINGSLEY chee clause commas composition dear declarative sentence dependent clauses Describe exclamatory sentence Exercises.-I father Fill the blanks flowers following sentences girl give group of words Hans Christian Andersen imperative sentences inclose interrogative sentence John kind of sentence King King Arthur lesson Look lulla meaning modify Notice Oral Exercise person plural nouns poem pronoun punctuated questions R. L. STEVENSON Robert of Lincoln second sentence Select sentence that expresses show possession sing singular nouns Sir Ector Sir Kay soldier song Spink stanza story on page Study the following subject and predicate teacher tences things third sentence topic trees verb wind word picture Word Study Write a paragraph Write sentences Written Exercise Xerxes
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Page 161 - 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 72 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 58 - HOME. :Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 207 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Page 220 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree; It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Page 17 - We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, " Cut away the mast ! " So we shuddered there in silence, — For the stoutest held his breath.
Page 263 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Page 223 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere, Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be...
Page 86 - Summer wanes; the children are grown; Fun and frolic no more he knows; Robert of Lincoln's a humdrum crone; Off he flies, and we sing as he goes: Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink; When you can pipe that merry old strain, Robert of Lincoln, come back again. Chee, chee, chee.
Page 35 - Without a sound of warning; , : When on the ground red apples lie In piles like jewels shining, And redder still on old stone walls Are leaves of woodbine twining...