A Systematic Text-book of English Grammar: On a New Plan : with Copious Questions and ExercisesWilliam Hyde, 1839 - 144 pàgines |
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Pàgina 30 - I have nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against me. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib : but Israel doth not know, my people doth not consider.
Pàgina 140 - That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the hypocrite but for a moment? Though his excellency mount up to the heavens, and his head reach unto the clouds; Yet he shall perish for ever like his own dung: they which have seen him shall say, Where is he?
Pàgina 70 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Pàgina 140 - For Zedekiah king of Judah had shut him up, saying, "Wherefore dost thou prophesy, and say, Thus saith the Lord, Behold, I will give this city into the hand of the king of Babylon, and he shall take it...
Pàgina 144 - In the blue lake the sky, o'er-reaching far, Is hollowed out, and the moon dips her horn, And twinkles many a star. Inverted in the tide Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw, And the fair trees look over, side by side, And see themselves below. Sweet April ! many a thought Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed ; Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought, Life's golden fruit is shed.
Pàgina 46 - A word of one syllable is termed a monosyllable, a word of two syllables, a dissyllable; a word of three syllables, a trisyllable; and a word of four or more syllables, a polysyllable. All words are either primitive or derivative. A primitive word is that which cannot be reduced to any simpler word in the language; as, man, good, content.
Pàgina 140 - I'll keep thy precepts in my heart, thy pattern for my guide, And, when life's little journey ends, and light forsakes my eye, Come, hovering o'er my bed of pain, and teach me how to die.
Pàgina 122 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Pàgina 142 - What nation presents such a spectacle as ours, of a confederated government; so complicated, so full of checks and balances, over such a vast extent of territory — with so many varied interests, and yet moving so harmoniously!
Pàgina 141 - VOICE. MY mother's voice ! how oft doth creep Its cadence on my lonely hours, Like healing sent on wings of sleep, Or dew on the unconscious flowers. I might forget her melting prayer, While pleasure's pulses madly fly ; But in the still, unbroken air, Her gentle tones come stealing by — And years of sin and manhood flee, And leave me at my mother's knee.