Graded City Speller: Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Year GradesMacmillan Company, 1908 |
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... thought that about three hundred thousand Indians lived almost entirely upon its flesh . In hunting the buffalo , the Indians employed the spear and bow and arrow as well as the firearm . 61 Rubber is elastic . 66 " A great library ...
... thought that about three hundred thousand Indians lived almost entirely upon its flesh . In hunting the buffalo , the Indians employed the spear and bow and arrow as well as the firearm . 61 Rubber is elastic . 66 " A great library ...
Pagina 38
... thought Is greater than a king . " 70 WORD BUILDING ( Prefixes ) mis wrong , wrongly ; non , ( n ) = not ; = over above , beyond ; pro none = = preter beyond ; to nei'ther to - day ' mis rule ' nev'er non'sense o ver do ' for , in the ...
... thought Is greater than a king . " 70 WORD BUILDING ( Prefixes ) mis wrong , wrongly ; non , ( n ) = not ; = over above , beyond ; pro none = = preter beyond ; to nei'ther to - day ' mis rule ' nev'er non'sense o ver do ' for , in the ...
Pagina 41
... thoughts , " was said by the cynical Frenchman , Talleyrand . " Who does not advance loses ground . " " October ! the foliage becomes a royal crown , decking nature with mingled hues of green and gold and tint . ” " Nature can soothe ...
... thoughts , " was said by the cynical Frenchman , Talleyrand . " Who does not advance loses ground . " " October ! the foliage becomes a royal crown , decking nature with mingled hues of green and gold and tint . ” " Nature can soothe ...
Pagina 53
... thoughts of day . Not from the grand old masters , Not from the bards sublime , Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time : For , like strains of martial music , Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and ...
... thoughts of day . Not from the grand old masters , Not from the bards sublime , Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time : For , like strains of martial music , Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and ...
Pagina 55
... things , and a small drop of ink , Falling like dew , upon a thought , produces That which makes thousands , perhaps millions , think . -G . G. BYRON . ache feath'er neigh liq'uid Tues'day vin'e gar cleanse te'di ous CITY SPELLER 133 54.
... things , and a small drop of ink , Falling like dew , upon a thought , produces That which makes thousands , perhaps millions , think . -G . G. BYRON . ache feath'er neigh liq'uid Tues'day vin'e gar cleanse te'di ous CITY SPELLER 133 54.
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accent adding a suffix beauty ben e breath cap'i cate cede chieve clipse con test con'fi consonant coun'ter courage croquette dent di'a dying earth ence glory grade hear'say hearse heart heaven heif'er HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW honor in'ter late lent Longfellow lyre me'di ment mor'tal nate ness never night nounce Nouns ending nu'mer o'er par'a pe'ri plural preter Proverb qual'i quet quire ra'di ra'tus retain REVIEW rize sail Sandalphon sat'is scepter Shakespeare si'tion silent e sings singular song soul sound spelling su'per suffix suffix beginning syllable ta'tion tain tate te'ri ter'nal thee thine things thou tism tive trans triphthong truth tude ture u'ni val'u vate Vaud ver'te vowel wise WORD BUILDING WORD BUILDING Prefixes
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Pagina 51 - 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.
Pagina 295 - Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
Pagina 290 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Pagina 201 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?" Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Pagina 292 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Pagina 128 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Pagina 208 - That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom...
Pagina 283 - Let their last feeble and lingering glance rather behold the gorgeous ensign of the republic, now known and honored throughout the Earth, still full high advanced, its arms and trophies streaming in their original luster, not a stripe erased or polluted, nor a single star obscured, bearing for its motto no such miserable interrogatory as "What is all this worth?
Pagina 276 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. 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.
Pagina 294 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.