Elements of Composition and Rhetoric: With Copious Exercises in Both Criticism and ConstructionAmerican Book Company, 1889 - 416 Seiten |
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... young man . young man . He was eighteen years of age . English . He declared his intention . He intended to yoke the En- glish to the plow . He would yoke them like oxen . He would do this on coming to the throne . 8. It was a monster ...
... young man . young man . He was eighteen years of age . English . He declared his intention . He intended to yoke the En- glish to the plow . He would yoke them like oxen . He would do this on coming to the throne . 8. It was a monster ...
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... young author almost to death . 17. Men , like peaches and pears , grow sweet a little while before they are ready to fall . 18. If things go on in this way , a gentleman will not be able to speak his own mind . 19. The people could not ...
... young author almost to death . 17. Men , like peaches and pears , grow sweet a little while before they are ready to fall . 18. If things go on in this way , a gentleman will not be able to speak his own mind . 19. The people could not ...
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... young woman , with the most winning expression of benignity upon her features , advanced to me , presenting her hand with an air frank enough to dispel every shadow of embarrassment . EXERCISES IN COMPOSITION . REPRODUCTION III . THE ...
... young woman , with the most winning expression of benignity upon her features , advanced to me , presenting her hand with an air frank enough to dispel every shadow of embarrassment . EXERCISES IN COMPOSITION . REPRODUCTION III . THE ...
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... young children were growing up about him . With Thee , a thousand years is as one day . Two shillings is the fare . The ebb and flow of the tides is now understood . Nor heaven nor earth has been at peace to - night . Nine tenths of ...
... young children were growing up about him . With Thee , a thousand years is as one day . Two shillings is the fare . The ebb and flow of the tides is now understood . Nor heaven nor earth has been at peace to - night . Nine tenths of ...
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... Young . 10. If he was a year older I would send him to school . II . If he know anything he surely knows that he can not go un- less he gets better . 12. Thou art not the trustworthy person I hoped you were . 13. Time passes the slowest ...
... Young . 10. If he was a year older I would send him to school . II . If he know anything he surely knows that he can not go un- less he gets better . 12. Thou art not the trustworthy person I hoped you were . 13. Time passes the slowest ...
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acatalectic accented adjective clause adverb adverbial clause Anapestic beautiful birds called comma complex sentence composition compound sentence conjunction conjunctive adverb connected Dactylic dependent clause Dimeter DIRECTION discourse earth English examples EXERCISE expression eyes feeling feet figure flowers following sentences give hath heard heart heaven hence honor hope iambic iambic pentameter Inchcape Inchcape Rock kind King language letter light live look Lord meaning meter Metonymy mind modifies Monometer nature never night noun noun clause o'er object paragraph participle person phrases poem poetry predicate principal pronoun proposition prose punctuation rhyme RULE sail sense simple sentences snow sometimes soul sound speak stanza statement style sublime subordinate conjunction sweet syllables Synecdoche T. B. ALDRICH tences tetrameter thee things thou thought tion trees trochaic truth verb verse voice wind words writer
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Seite 362 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Seite 116 - 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.
Seite 279 - Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? »the glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted ; neither turneth he back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
Seite 332 - The sober herd that low'd to meet their young, The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school...
Seite 237 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
Seite 245 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Seite 299 - PRAISE ye the LORD. Praise ye the LORD -*- from the heavens : praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels : praise ye him, all his hosts. Praise ye him, sun and moon : praise him, all ye stars of light.
Seite 364 - SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon : Sleep, my little one, sleep,...
Seite 249 - Ye stars ! which are the poetry of heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires, — 'tis to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you ; for ye are A beauty, and a mystery, and create G In us such love and reverence from afar, That fortune, fame, power, life, have named themselves a star.
Seite 365 - In she plunged boldly — No matter how coldly The rough river ran — Over the brink of it! Picture it, think of it! Dissolute man! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can! Take her up tenderly — Lift her with care! Fashioned so slenderly — Young, and so fair!