Parsing Book, Containing Rules of Syntax and Models for Analyzing and Transposing: Together with Selections of Prose and Poetry from Writers of Standard AuthoritySanborn & Carter, 1854 - English language |
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... leaf without a breath . Prone , to the lowest vale , the ærial tribes Descend : the tempest - loving raven scarce Dares wing the dubious dusk . In rueful gaze The cattle stand , and on the scowling heavens Cast a deploring eye , by man ...
... leaf without a breath . Prone , to the lowest vale , the ærial tribes Descend : the tempest - loving raven scarce Dares wing the dubious dusk . In rueful gaze The cattle stand , and on the scowling heavens Cast a deploring eye , by man ...
Page 85
... leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene . If not so frequent , would not this be strange ? That ' tis so frequent , this is stranger still . Of man's miraculous mistakes , this bears The palm , “ that all men are about to live ...
... leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene . If not so frequent , would not this be strange ? That ' tis so frequent , this is stranger still . Of man's miraculous mistakes , this bears The palm , “ that all men are about to live ...
Page 99
... me . Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : - -To - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , 25 And bears his blushing honors thick upon him : The ANALYZING AND PARSING .
... me . Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : - -To - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , 25 And bears his blushing honors thick upon him : The ANALYZING AND PARSING .
Page 102
... leaves his lord . The king shall have my service ; but my prayers Forever , and forever , shall be yours . 25 Wol . - Cromwell , I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast fore'd me Out of thy honest truth to play ...
... leaves his lord . The king shall have my service ; but my prayers Forever , and forever , shall be yours . 25 Wol . - Cromwell , I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast fore'd me Out of thy honest truth to play ...
Page 107
... leaves Have slime upon them , such as the aspic leaves Upon the caves of Nile . Cæs . • Most probable , That so she died ; for her physician tells me , She hath pursued conclusions infinite Of easy ways to die . Take up her bed ; And ...
... leaves Have slime upon them , such as the aspic leaves Upon the caves of Nile . Cæs . • Most probable , That so she died ; for her physician tells me , She hath pursued conclusions infinite Of easy ways to die . Take up her bed ; And ...
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1st Guard adjective adjunct adverb Alhambra analyzing and parsing angels arm'd arms Beelzebub bliss breath Cæsar called CHAP CHAPTER Charmian Circassia Cleopatra cloud complex noun conjunction Conjunctive Adverbs connected Cromwell darkness death deep delight denote dependent clause earth eternal fair fate fire flame foes frequently glory groves happy hath heart heaven Hernando de Talavera hills hope hour immortal Infinitive mode intransitive verbs joined king learner light lord modified predicate modified subject mountains night nominative NOTE NOTE.-The noun in apposition noun or pronoun o'er objective pain participle peace plural praise preposition rage relative clause relative pronoun REMARKS Rule XIX Rule XXI sense shade sigh silent simple sentence singular smiles Soho square sometimes song sorrow soul spirit stand stood subjunctive supplied sweet tences thee thing thou thought thunder tive whence wind wing words
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Page 70 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound ; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Page 100 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 49 - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war; Check'd by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown...
Page 73 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause, An awful pause ! prophetic of her end.
Page 71 - Great source of day, best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On nature write, with every beam, His praise. The thunder rolls : be hushed the prostrate world, While cloud to cloud returns the solemn hymn.
Page 57 - If they were unacquainted with the works of philosophers and poets, they were deeply read in the oracles of God. If their names were not found in the registers of heralds, they were recorded in the Book of Life. If their steps were not accompanied by a splendid train of menials, legions of ministering angels had charge over them.
Page 57 - The Puritans were men whose minds had derived a peculiar character from the daily contemplation of superior beings and eternal interests. Not content with acknowledging, in general terms, an overruling Providence, they habitually ascribed every event to the will of the Great Being, for whose power nothing was too vast, for whose inspection nothing was too minute.
Page 72 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Page 99 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 58 - Events which short-sighted politicians ascribed to earthly causes, had been ordained on his account. For his sake empires had risen, and flourished, and decayed. For his sake the Almighty had proclaimed his will by the pen of the Evangelist, and the harp of the prophet.