English GrammarMacmillan, 1906 - 213 pages |
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... brave men . wheel steamboat Exercise 3. Separate the subject and the predicate : 1. Black shadows fall from the lindens tall . 2. We storm the forts to - morrow . 3. The dusty , smoke - covered men beat back the foe . 4. A brook babbled ...
... brave men . wheel steamboat Exercise 3. Separate the subject and the predicate : 1. Black shadows fall from the lindens tall . 2. We storm the forts to - morrow . 3. The dusty , smoke - covered men beat back the foe . 4. A brook babbled ...
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... brave men . : - Exercise 7. Name the simple subjects in the following : - 1. A fierce storm raged along the coast . 2. I made a very handsome canoe . 3. The fisherman's boy shouts with his sister at play . 4. The sailor lad sings in his ...
... brave men . : - Exercise 7. Name the simple subjects in the following : - 1. A fierce storm raged along the coast . 2. I made a very handsome canoe . 3. The fisherman's boy shouts with his sister at play . 4. The sailor lad sings in his ...
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... brave fireman rushed into the burning building . 3. The burning sparks fly like chaff . 4. He looked compassionately at the face of the blind girl . 5. Beethoven played the opening bars of the Sonata in F. 6. The young shoemaker ...
... brave fireman rushed into the burning building . 3. The burning sparks fly like chaff . 4. He looked compassionately at the face of the blind girl . 5. Beethoven played the opening bars of the Sonata in F. 6. The young shoemaker ...
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... brave woman . He has been a soldier . A verb may consist of more than one word , and these words may be separated . He should have gone . He may perhaps have seen him . I shall probably go . The subject and the predicate together form a ...
... brave woman . He has been a soldier . A verb may consist of more than one word , and these words may be separated . He should have gone . He may perhaps have seen him . I shall probably go . The subject and the predicate together form a ...
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... brave . We shall be glad . His name is John . He will soon be a general . Point out the copulas , the noun subject com- plements , and the adjective subject complements : - 1. Homer was a blind poet . 2. The dandelions are bright yellow ...
... brave . We shall be glad . His name is John . He will soon be a general . Point out the copulas , the noun subject com- plements , and the adjective subject complements : - 1. Homer was a blind poet . 2. The dandelions are bright yellow ...
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Page 206 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
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Page 204 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
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