Junior High School English, كتاب 3D. C. Heath & Company, 1920 |
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
adverb animals or things antecedent apples appositives boys called chapter collective nouns commas compared comparison compound sentence conjunctions correct DECLENSION dependent clauses direct object drill errors Example exclamatory EXERCISE form the plural Four-minute Talk gender genitive gerund girl give ideas indefinite pronouns indicate infinitive inflection interrogative pronouns John Lesson letter meaning milk modify Name noun or pronoun number refers object of verb omitted Optional for Young Past Participle Present Past Past Participle past tense periodic sentence person denotes person or thing personal pronouns possessive adjectives predicate adjective predicate noun Present Past Past pronominal adjectives punctuation pupils question relative pronouns right form Singular Plural specific speech story subject and predicate subordinate clause substantive Substantive Adjective Supply the right teacher tell theme thought thrift tive transitive verb tree Turn to Appendix verb phrase verbs and prepositions vivid write Young Citizens
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 75 - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
الصفحة 172 - Oft, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus, in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me. Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
الصفحة 75 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April in Seventy-five: Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year.
الصفحة 74 - The child is father of the man: And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by naturai piety.' [THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.
الصفحة 135 - Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip Van Winkle?" "Oh, Rip Van Winkle!" exclaimed two or three, "Oh, to be sure! that's Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against...
الصفحة 134 - ... Where's Nicholas Vedder ?" There was a silence for a little while, when an old man replied, in a thin piping voice, "Nicholas Vedder! why, he is dead and gone these eighteen years! There was a wooden tombstone in the churchyard that used to tell all about him, but that's rotten and gone too.
الصفحة 134 - It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order ; and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for and whom he was seeking, The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbours, who used to keep about the tavern. " Well, who are they ? — name them.
الصفحة 170 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
الصفحة 135 - He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man. In the midst of his bewilderment, the man in the cocked hat demanded who he was, and what was his name? "God knows," exclaimed he, at his wit's end.
الصفحة 132 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.