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accented syllable adjective adverb alongside Anglo Anglosaxon words appears belong BYRON cast CHAUCER commonly comp compare Anglosaxon compounds consonant Cymric Danish denoted dental derivative terminations diphthong Engl English especially feminine French frequently gender genitive Germanic glish glosaxon GLOUCESTER Gothic Greek guttural HALLIWELL s. v. Highdutch Hollandish i-sound inflection interchange language Latin likewise LONGFELLOW Lowdutch masculine MAUNDEV meaning Medieval-Latin Middle-Highdutch modern Modern-English Modern-French mute MYST neuter notion nouns obsolete occurs Old-Engl Old-English Old-French Old-Highdutch Old-norse originally participle particles partly passed PERCY Rel periphrastic persons PIERS PLOUGHM plur plural preceding prefix preposition preserved preterite preterite and participle primitive pronoun pronounced pronunciation proper names rarely reduplication regarded Romance words saxon sentence SHAKSP SHAKSPEARE short shortened sing singular SKELTON sometimes sort sound spelt stands stantive stem strong verbs subordinate accent Subst substantive suffix thou tongue TOWNEL unaccented syllable verbal vowel weak form whence
Passatges populars
Pàgina 260 - The pleasant'st angling is to see the fish Cut with her golden oars the silver stream, And greedily devour the treacherous bait...
Pàgina 302 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T
Pàgina 293 - That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, Like some old poet's rhymes. From the cool cisterns of the midnight air, My spirit drank repose; The fountain of perpetual peace flows there, — From those deep cisterns flows.
Pàgina 268 - But Rome is as the desert, where we steer Stumbling o'er recollections: now we clap Our hands, and cry, " Eureka ! it is clear — " When but some false mirage of ruin rises near.
Pàgina 259 - Beneath a hill, whose rocky side O'erbrowed a grassy mead, And fenced a cottage from the wind, A deer was wont to feed. She only came when on the cliffs The evening moonlight lay, And no man knew the secret haunts In which she walked by day. White were her feet, her forehead showed A spot of silvery white, That seemed to glimmer like a star In autumn's hazy night. And here, when sang the whippoorwill She cropped the sprouting leaves, And here her rustling steps...
Pàgina 257 - Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landed ; Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland.
Pàgina 263 - O'er mount and vale, where never summer ray Glanced, till the strong tornado broke his way Through the gray giants of the sylvan wild ; Yet many a sheltered glade, with blossoms gay, Beneath the showery sky and sunshine mild, Within the shaggy arms of that dark forest smiled.
Pàgina 247 - No faction, or domestic fury's rage, Did e'er disturb the quiet of that place, When the contending nobles shook the land With York and Lancaster's disputed sway. Your virtue there may find a safe retreat From the insulting pow'rs of wicked greatness.
Pàgina 260 - There through the long, long summer hours, The golden light should lie, And thick young herbs and groups of flowers Stand in their beauty by. The oriole should build and tell His love-tale close beside my cell; The idle butterfly Should rest him there, and there be heard The housewife bee and humming-bird.
Pàgina 294 - Here, safe within the Tower. — How say you, sirs, Does not this business wear a lucky face ? The sceptre and the golden wreath of royalty Seem hung within my reach.