Parsing Book: Containing Rules of Syntax and Models for Analyzing and Transposing. Together with Selections of Prose and Poetry from Writers of Standard AuthorityBailey and Noyes, 1865 |
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44. oldal
... angel visits , few and far between , Her musing mood shall every pang appease , And charm- when pleasures lose the power to please ! Yes , let each rapture , dear to nature , flee : 2 25 Close not the light of Fortune's stormy sea ...
... angel visits , few and far between , Her musing mood shall every pang appease , And charm- when pleasures lose the power to please ! Yes , let each rapture , dear to nature , flee : 2 25 Close not the light of Fortune's stormy sea ...
58. oldal
... angels had charge over them . 5. Their palaces were houses not made with hands . their diadems crowns of glory which should never fade away ! On the rich and the eloquent , on nobles and priests , they looked down with contempt : for ...
... angels had charge over them . 5. Their palaces were houses not made with hands . their diadems crowns of glory which should never fade away ! On the rich and the eloquent , on nobles and priests , they looked down with contempt : for ...
71. oldal
... angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre . 15 Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator , ever pouring wide , From world to world , the vital ocean round , 20 On Nature write with every beam His praise ...
... angels strike , Amid the spangled sky , the silver lyre . 15 Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator , ever pouring wide , From world to world , the vital ocean round , 20 On Nature write with every beam His praise ...
74. oldal
... one . We take no note of time But from its loss . To give it then a tongue Is wise in man . Rule XI . As if an angel spoke , 2 Rule IV , Rem . 3 . 5 10 15 20 25 36 I feel the sole : an sound . If heard 74 SELECTIONS FOR.
... one . We take no note of time But from its loss . To give it then a tongue Is wise in man . Rule XI . As if an angel spoke , 2 Rule IV , Rem . 3 . 5 10 15 20 25 36 I feel the sole : an sound . If heard 74 SELECTIONS FOR.
75. oldal
... alara , d : What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there . 25 30 ' Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof ANALYZING AND PARSING . 75.
... alara , d : What can preserve my life ? or what destroy ? An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave ; Legions of angels can't confine me there . 25 30 ' Tis past conjecture ; all things rise in proof ANALYZING AND PARSING . 75.
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1st Guard adjective adjunct adverb ANALYZING AND PARSING angels arm'd arms Beelzebub bliss breath Cæsar called CHAP CHAPTER Charmian Circassia Cleopatra cloud complex noun conjunction Conjunctive Adverbs Cromwell darkness death deep denote dependent clause dread earth eternal fair fate fire flame foes frequently glory Grammar groves happy hath heart heaven Hernando de Talavera hills hope hour immortal Infinitive mode intransitive verbs joined king learner light lord modified predicate modified subject mountains nature night NOTE noun in apposition noun or pronoun o'er pain participle peace plural praise preposition rage relative clause relative pronoun REMARKS Rule XXI RULES OF SYNTAX sense shade sigh silence simple sentence singular smiles Soho square sometimes song sorrow soul spirit stand stood supplied sweet tence thee thence thing thou thought 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.
85. oldal - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
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.
77. oldal - This is the bud of being, the dim dawn, The twilight of our day, the vestibule ; Life's theatre as yet is shut, and death, Strong death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us embryos of existence free...
104. oldal - I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life. So; have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell, kind Charmian; Iras, long farewell. [Kisses them. IRAS falls and dies. Have I the aspic in my lips? Dost fall? If thou and nature can so gently part, The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts, and is desir'd.
102. oldal - So good, so noble, and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord! The king shall have my service; but my prayers For ever, and for ever, shall be yours.
58. oldal - Events which short-sighted politicians ascribed to earthly causes, had been ordained on his account. For his sake empires had risen, and flourished, and decayed. For his sake the Almighty had proclaimed his will by the pen of the Evangelist, and the harp of the prophet.
69. oldal - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of THEE. Forth in the pleasing Spring THY beauty walks, THY tenderness and love. 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...
45. oldal - Eternal HOPE ! when yonder spheres sublime Peal'd their first notes to sound the march of Time, Thy joyous youth began — but not to fade. — When all the sister planets have...
76. oldal - This is the desert, this the solitude: How populous, how vital is the grave! This is Creation's melancholy vault, The vale funereal, the sad cypress gloom; The land of apparitions, empty shades! All, all on earth is shadow, all beyond Is substance; the reverse is Folly's creed.