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Some words pronounced alike.

1. Copy carefully. 2. Write from dictation. 3. Use the italicized words in sentences of your own.

1. Sweets for a hundred flowery springs

To load the May-wind's restless wings.

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2. That load becomes light which is cheerfully borne.

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6. You see he (a trout) lies still, and the sleight is to land him. -ISAAC WALTON.

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As murderers cannot feign. — PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY.

8. Fain would I pause to dwell upon the world of charms that burst upon the enraptured gaze of my hero. - WASHINGTON IRVING.

9. Thou hast fair forms that move

With queenly tread;

Thou hast proud fanes above

Thy mighty dead. - FELICIA D. HEMANS.

Some words pronounced alike.

1. Copy carefully.

2. Write from dictation.

3. Use the

italicized words in sentences of your own.

1. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot. -WILLIAM Shakespeare.

2. Here vanity assumes her pert grimace,

And trims her robes of frieze with copper lace.

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3. Swallows have nearly choked up every chimney with their nests; martins build in every frieze and cornice; and crows flutter about the towers.

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4. The construction of a fable seems by no means the forte of our modern poetical writers.

LORD FRANCIS JEFFREY.

5. Hold the Fort! I am coming.

-WILLIAM TECUMSEH SHERMAN.

6. I love this gray old church, the low, long nave, The ivied chancel and the slender spire.

-JEAN INGELOW.

7. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, When a knave is not. - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.

8. Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel, And bowl the round nave down the hill.

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Some words pronounced alike.

2. Write from dictation. 3. Use the

1. Copy carefully.
italicized words in sentences of your own.

1. At last men came to set me free,
I ask'd not why, and reck'd not where.

GEORGE GORDON, LORD BYRON.

2. Like golden ripples hasting to the land

To wreck their freight of sunshine on the strand.

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3. The manly part is to do with might and main what you can do. -RALPH WALDO Emerson.

4. For of all sad words of tongue or pen,

The saddest are these: "It might have been!"

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5. For life is so high a perfection of being that in this respect the least fly or mite is a more noble being than a star. - BISHOP ROBErt South.

6. The melancholy days have come, the saddest of the year,

Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.

7. Cherish veins of good humor and sear up those of ill.

- SIR WILLIAM TEMPLE.

8. I will not play the seer. - HENRY Wadsworth Longfellow.

9. Autumn sears not like grief,

Nor kills such lovely flowers. - Henry Neeley.

Months.

1. Copy carefully. 2. Write from dictation, or from memory. 1. January gray is here. - PERCY Bysshe Shelley.

2.

Come when the rains

Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours

Into the bowers a flood of light.

3. Ah, March! we know thou art

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.

Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats,
And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets.

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4. A gush of bird-song, a patter of dew,
A cloud, and a rainbow's warning,
Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue,-
An April day in the morning.

- HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD.

5. When April steps aside for May,

Like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten;

Fresh violets open every day:

To some new bird each hour we listen. - LUCY LARCOM.

6. And what is so rare as a day in June?

Then, if ever, come perfect days;

Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,

And over it softly her warm ear lays.

-JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.

1. Copy carefully.

Months.

2. Write from dictation, or from memory.

1. I remember, I remember,

How my childhood flitted by,

The mirth of its December,

The warmth of its July. - WINTHROP M. Praed.

2. And August came the fainting year to mend With fruit and grain. - WILLIAM MORRIS.

3. The morrow was a bright September morn;
The earth was beautiful as if new-born;
There was that nameless splendor everywhere,
That wild exhilaration in the air.

- HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW.

4. October turned my maple's leaves to gold;

The most are gone now; here and there one lingers; Soon these will slip from out the twig's weak hold.

-THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH.

5. No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!-THOMAS HOOD.

6. The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon.

-JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER.

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