The Progressive Course in Spelling ...American Book Company, 1904 - 176 σελίδες |
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ACCENTED SYLLABLES Anglo-Saxon āte bil'i ty breve CEDILLA çēive çine CONSONANTS Define these words dent DERIVATIVES FROM LATIN DICTATION EXERCISE DICTATION REVIEW DIPHTHONG Direction diş dūçe ear'ry English American eon'fi EQUIVALENTS Form plurals HOMOPHONES in'ter laçe late LATIN Latin Anglo-Saxon lï'ter lib'er LONG ITALIAN LONG OO LONG VOWELS macron me'ter ment mil'li MODIFIED LONG VOWELS mul'ti ness nom'i Note NOUNS nu'mer observe Rule OPPOSITE MEANING păr poş PREFIXES PROGRESSIVE SPELLING PRONUNCIATION pul'sive pûr rå ble RELATED WORDS root-words SHORT ITALIAN SHORT VOWELS şi'tion SILENT LETTERS SIMILAR MEANING SINGULAR SOUNDS OF LONG SUBVOCAL SUFFIX SYLLABLES ta'tion tive tõr trans tūde u'ni WORD ANALYSIS WORD BUILDING WORD-FORMS WORDS CONTAINING SILENT
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Σελίδα 45 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Σελίδα 132 - OUR fathers' God! from out whose hand The centuries fall like grains of sand, We meet to-day, united, free, And loyal to our land and Thee, To thank Thee for the era done, And trust Thee for the opening one.
Σελίδα 143 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Σελίδα 148 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Σελίδα 27 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home!
Σελίδα 145 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Σελίδα 52 - True worth is in being, not seeming; In doing each day that goes by. Some little good — not in dreaming Of great things to do by and by. For whatever men say in their blindness. And spite of the fancies of youth. There's nothing so kingly as kindness. And nothing so royal as truth.
Σελίδα 119 - Industry all easy, as Poor Richard says; and He that riseth late, must trot all Day, and shall scarce overtake his Business at Night. While Laziness travels so slowly, that Poverty soon overtakes him...
Σελίδα 101 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Σελίδα 36 - Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.