Parsing Book: Containing Rules of Syntax and Models for Analyzing and Transposing, Together with Selections of Prose and Poetry from Writers of Standard AuthorityPhinney & Company, 1854 |
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58. oldal
... foe . 8. He had been ransomed by the sweat of no vulgar agony , by the blood of no earthly sacrifice . It was for him that the sun had been darkened , that the rocks had been rent , that the dead had arisen , that all nature had ...
... foe . 8. He had been ransomed by the sweat of no vulgar agony , by the blood of no earthly sacrifice . It was for him that the sun had been darkened , that the rocks had been rent , that the dead had arisen , that all nature had ...
62. oldal
... foe , To death inured , and nursed in scenes of woe . He said ; when loud along the vale was heard A shriller shriek ; and nearer fires appeared ; The affrighted shepherds , through the dews of night , Wide o'er the moonlight hills ...
... foe , To death inured , and nursed in scenes of woe . He said ; when loud along the vale was heard A shriller shriek ; and nearer fires appeared ; The affrighted shepherds , through the dews of night , Wide o'er the moonlight hills ...
82. oldal
... foe ! Nor are foes wanting to the best on earth . But endless is the list of human ills , And sighs might sooner fail , than cause to sigh . A part how small of the terraqueous globe Is tenanted by man ! the rest a waste , Rocks ...
... foe ! Nor are foes wanting to the best on earth . But endless is the list of human ills , And sighs might sooner fail , than cause to sigh . A part how small of the terraqueous globe Is tenanted by man ! the rest a waste , Rocks ...
83. oldal
... foes in civil war , Like bosom friendships to resentment soured , With rage envenomed rise against our peace . Beware what earth calls happiness : beware 1 Rule XVIII . , Rem , 5. But is used in the sense of only . 25 30 30 All joys ...
... foes in civil war , Like bosom friendships to resentment soured , With rage envenomed rise against our peace . Beware what earth calls happiness : beware 1 Rule XVIII . , Rem , 5. But is used in the sense of only . 25 30 30 All joys ...
88. oldal
... foe , Where lodged , or whither fled , or if for fight , In motion or in halt : him soon they met Under spread ensigns moving nigh , in slow But firm battallion ; back with speediest sail Zophiel , of cherubim the swiftest wing , Came ...
... foe , Where lodged , or whither fled , or if for fight , In motion or in halt : him soon they met Under spread ensigns moving nigh , in slow But firm battallion ; back with speediest sail Zophiel , of cherubim the swiftest wing , Came ...
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abridged expression adjective adjunct adverb Alhambra analyzing and parsing angels arms Beelzebub bliss blows breath Cæsar called CHAPTER Circassia clause clouds complex noun conjunction Conjunctive Adverbs Crom Cromwell darkness death deep denote dependent clause earth eternal eyes fair fate fire flame foes followed frequently glory groves happy hath heart heaven Hernando de Talavera hills honor hope immortal Infinitive mode intransitive verbs joined king learner light lord Milton modified predicate modified subject mountains night NOTE noun in apposition noun or pronoun o'er pain participle peace plural praise preposition rage refer relative clause relative pronoun REMARKS rolled ruin Rule X Rule XVIII Rule XXI shade simple sentences singular smiles Soho square sometimes song sorrow soul stand stood subjunctive sung supplied sweet tences thee thing thou thought throne thunder tive whence wind wing words
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100. oldal - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
71. oldal - Great source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write, with every beam, His praise. The thunder rolls : be hushed the prostrate world, While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn. Bleat out afresh, ye hills ; ye mossy rocks, Retain the sound ; the broad responsive low, Ye valleys, raise ; for the Great Shepherd reigns, And His unsuffering kingdom yet will come.
100. oldal - O ! how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours. There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
72. oldal - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th...
103. oldal - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st...
72. oldal - From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression. But I lose Myself in Him, in light ineffable ! Come, then, expressive Silence, muse His praise.
103. oldal - And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
69. oldal - Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles; And every sense, and every heart is joy. Then comes thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year...
71. oldal - And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to him whose sun exalts, Whose breath perfumes you, and whose pencil paints.
86. oldal - At thirty man suspects himself a fool: Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve ; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves; and re-resolves; then dies the same.