Wheeler's Graded Studies in Great Authors: And a Complete SpellerW.H. Wheeler, 1899 - 224 من الصفحات A manual for teaching spelling by quotations illustrating the use of each word. |
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... fair she be ? - GEORGE WITHER . 2. We cannot be here and there too . - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 3. She sings it under our own green tree , To the babe half slumbering on her knee . - - FELICIA D. HEMANS . 4. I feed the clouds , the ...
... fair she be ? - GEORGE WITHER . 2. We cannot be here and there too . - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 3. She sings it under our own green tree , To the babe half slumbering on her knee . - - FELICIA D. HEMANS . 4. I feed the clouds , the ...
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... fair cheek of spring . -PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . 8. But sleep stole on , as sleep will do 9 . When hearts are light and life is new . And her sunny - JOHN GREENLEAF WHittier . locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece . - WILLIAM ...
... fair cheek of spring . -PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . 8. But sleep stole on , as sleep will do 9 . When hearts are light and life is new . And her sunny - JOHN GREENLEAF WHittier . locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece . - WILLIAM ...
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... fair Peace ! from shore to shore , Till conquest cease , and slavery be no more . ― · ALEXANDER POPE . 2. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ! ― ROBERT BURNS . 3. And it ...
... fair Peace ! from shore to shore , Till conquest cease , and slavery be no more . ― · ALEXANDER POPE . 2. How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below , Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow ! ― ROBERT BURNS . 3. And it ...
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... fair . - DINAH MARIA MULOCK . 2. I lie amid the goldenrod , I love to see it lean and nod . - MARY Clemmer . 3. Oh ! roses and lilies are fair to see ; But the wild bluebell is the flower for me . 4. A violet by a mossy stone Half ...
... fair . - DINAH MARIA MULOCK . 2. I lie amid the goldenrod , I love to see it lean and nod . - MARY Clemmer . 3. Oh ! roses and lilies are fair to see ; But the wild bluebell is the flower for me . 4. A violet by a mossy stone Half ...
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... Fair hands the broken grain shall sift , And knead its meal of gold.- John Greenleaf Whittier . 5. He that is thy friend indeed , He will help thee in thy need.- WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 6. They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen ...
... Fair hands the broken grain shall sift , And knead its meal of gold.- John Greenleaf Whittier . 5. He that is thy friend indeed , He will help thee in thy need.- WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . 6. They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY beautiful birds blue breath bright brook clouds Copy carefully Copy the following dream earth echoes EDWARD YOUNG FELICIA flowers following sentences carefully gently GEORGE GORDON golden green hath heart heaven HEMANS HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills italicized words JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN DRYDEN JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER JOHN KEATS JOHN MILTON lark laughing LORD BYRON marked memory morning never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY plural pronounced nearly alike RALPH WALDO EMERSON ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT BURNS rose SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE sing SIR WALTER SCOTT sleep soft song spell stars sunshine sweet syllables thee THOMAS MOORE thou trees Verbal distinctions violet vowel WASHINGTON IRVING wave wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wing words in sentences words nearly alike words pronounced alike words pronounced nearly Write from dictation
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 150 - I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars; I loiter round my cresses ; • And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
الصفحة 51 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
الصفحة 180 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
الصفحة 150 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
الصفحة 196 - 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: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
الصفحة 109 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought...
الصفحة 161 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
الصفحة 176 - O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
الصفحة 122 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
الصفحة 184 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.