Graded City Speller: Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Year GradesMacmillan Company, 1908 |
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... cate gas'es flu'id 8 " It takes two to create a scandal , one gossip to tell it , and one to listen to it . " 66 ' Every man must educate himself . " All liquids , air , and all gases are called fluids , because they flow . " With ...
... cate gas'es flu'id 8 " It takes two to create a scandal , one gossip to tell it , and one to listen to it . " 66 ' Every man must educate himself . " All liquids , air , and all gases are called fluids , because they flow . " With ...
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... cate ra'zor a dult ' bus'tle con trive ' de mand ' dai'ry ras'cal mon'i tor o'a sis 48 re quest ' stub'born thrust wor'ship far'thest al'tar nurs'er y oc'cu py pi'rate yeast squeeze har'row cem'e ter y nug'get en tice ' knoll DAILY ...
... cate ra'zor a dult ' bus'tle con trive ' de mand ' dai'ry ras'cal mon'i tor o'a sis 48 re quest ' stub'born thrust wor'ship far'thest al'tar nurs'er y oc'cu py pi'rate yeast squeeze har'row cem'e ter y nug'get en tice ' knoll DAILY ...
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... cate o mis'sion ob serve ' 52 " The way was long , the wind was cold , The minstrel was infirm and old . ” The child fondles his pet kitten . " Have they cut down the gallows tree ? " " One cloud is enough to eclipse the sun . " 53 In ...
... cate o mis'sion ob serve ' 52 " The way was long , the wind was cold , The minstrel was infirm and old . ” The child fondles his pet kitten . " Have they cut down the gallows tree ? " " One cloud is enough to eclipse the sun . " 53 In ...
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... bish'op in gen'ious in'come brawl chap'lain ser'i ous trin'ket sul'len cler'gy del'i cate toi'let re lieve ' cler'gy man lat'tice stride sam'ple mar'i ner an'chor des sert ' de li'cious mil'dew gar'ner DAILY LESSONS 91.
... bish'op in gen'ious in'come brawl chap'lain ser'i ous trin'ket sul'len cler'gy del'i cate toi'let re lieve ' cler'gy man lat'tice stride sam'ple mar'i ner an'chor des sert ' de li'cious mil'dew gar'ner DAILY LESSONS 91.
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... cate a bun'dant drop'sy hawk'er as sist'ance plen'ti ful bil'ious wam'pum de fense'less " Forward let me still go in my search after truth , and therein let me die . ” — Arminius . pos sess gen'er ate gen'er at ing main tain ' 92 CITY ...
... cate a bun'dant drop'sy hawk'er as sist'ance plen'ti ful bil'ious wam'pum de fense'less " Forward let me still go in my search after truth , and therein let me die . ” — Arminius . pos sess gen'er ate gen'er at ing main tain ' 92 CITY ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
accent adding a suffix ar'tis beauty ben e breath cap'i cate cede ceit chieve clipse con test con'fi consonant coun'ter croquette dent di'a dying earth ence gate 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 pop'u preter Proverb quet quire ra'di ra'tus retain rize sail Sandalphon sat'is serv'ing si'tion silent e sings singular song soul sound spelling stat'u su'per suffix suffix beginning syllable ta'tion tain tate te'ri ter'nal thee thine things thou tique tism tive trans triphthong truth tude ture u'ni val'u vate Vaud ver'te vowel wise WORD BUILDING WORD BUILDING Prefixes
Beliebte Passagen
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 201 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart ; — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To nature's teachings, while from all around, — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air, — Comes a still voice...
Seite 286 - 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 270 - 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 288 - 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Seite 202 - 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 284 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not: Like a high-born maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower: Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...
Seite 272 - 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. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Seite 196 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone Will lead my steps aright.
Seite 277 - 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 lustre, 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...