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Syllabication does not always conform to the pronunciation of words . Yet in every word there are as many syllables as there are efforts of the voice ; as , dif'fer ent . Accent is added force of voice on certain syllables .
Syllabication does not always conform to the pronunciation of words . Yet in every word there are as many syllables as there are efforts of the voice ; as , dif'fer ent . Accent is added force of voice on certain syllables .
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A prefix is a syllable , a number of syllables , or a word added to the beginning of another word to modify its meaning ; as , use , abuse , misuse ; fine , superfine . A suffix is a syllable , a number of syllables , or a word added to ...
A prefix is a syllable , a number of syllables , or a word added to the beginning of another word to modify its meaning ; as , use , abuse , misuse ; fine , superfine . A suffix is a syllable , a number of syllables , or a word added to ...
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Each movable pulley that is added to the tackle increases the working power of the derrick . “ Even the hardest rocks are readily turned into any required form in the lathe , by . use of a diamond properly set as a turning tool .
Each movable pulley that is added to the tackle increases the working power of the derrick . “ Even the hardest rocks are readily turned into any required form in the lathe , by . use of a diamond properly set as a turning tool .
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... super , sur = over , above . out do re call ' re claim ' re new sub let ' sup press ' out weigh ' suf'fix surface out live su'per fine sur'base sur charge per add ' ret'ro grade 76 con'quer “ Would you be strong ? Conquer self .
... super , sur = over , above . out do re call ' re claim ' re new sub let ' sup press ' out weigh ' suf'fix surface out live su'per fine sur'base sur charge per add ' ret'ro grade 76 con'quer “ Would you be strong ? Conquer self .
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RULES FOR SPELLING PLURALS OF NOUNS The plurals of nouns are generally made by adding 8 to the singular . Nouns ending in 8 , X , z , sh , or soft ch , and nouns that end in i , o , u , or y , preceded each by a consonant , are made ...
RULES FOR SPELLING PLURALS OF NOUNS The plurals of nouns are generally made by adding 8 to the singular . Nouns ending in 8 , X , z , sh , or soft ch , and nouns that end in i , o , u , or y , preceded each by a consonant , are made ...
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action adding bear beauty beginning better body breath called cate character consonant dark death derivatives double drop dying earth ence ending EXCEPTIONS fall feeling gate give grade half hand hear heart heaven honor hope human keep late leaves light lives look meaning ment mind morn Nature ness never night nouns o'er once plural preceded retain REVIEW rise rule sail serve ship singular song soul sound spelling stand strong suffix syllable thee things thou thought thousand tive true truth tude Union vowel wind wise wood WORD BUILDING
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Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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.