Elements of the English Language: An Introduction to the Study of Grammar and Composition. For Common Schools

Portada
Ginn brothers, 1874 - 155 páginas
 

Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario

No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.

Páginas seleccionadas

Otras ediciones - Ver todas

Términos y frases comunes

Pasajes populares

Página 64 - I could hear nothing, nor see anything ; I went up to a rising ground to look farther. I went up the shore, and down the shore, but it was all one, I could see no other impression but that one.
Página 39 - He plied his work ; — and Lucy took The lantern in her hand. Not blither is the mountain roe : With many a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke.
Página 21 - Father of light and life, thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure; Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Página 143 - I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree. Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
Página 145 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Página 95 - Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Página 21 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Página 38 - The hare upon the green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. " To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go; And take a lantern, child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Página 94 - Earth trembled from her entrails, as again In pangs, and Nature gave a second groan; Sky lowered, and, muttering thunder, some sad drops Wept at completing of the mortal sin Original...
Página 96 - Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods, Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds...

Información bibliográfica