Aldine Language Method, Part Three: A Manual for Teachers Using the Third Language Book, Teil 3Newson, 1917 - 182 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adjectives adverbs antonyms author's purpose better boys and girls chapter class exercise clauses common errors compositions correct form correctly definition Dictation Exercise direct object drill example expression Flowers following the models gender gerund give grammar groups of words habits help the pupil HENRY VAN DYKE illustrative sentences imperative mood Important Note interesting sentences introduction language learned Let pupils Let the fitness Let the pupils Lochinvar misused model given modifiers NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE nouns number the blanks onyms oral exercise oral lesson Plural Nouns poem practical prepositions pronouns pupil should say pupil write pupil's book pupils study pupils tell read the selection ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON selection aloud sentences selected singular and plural speech stanza story Studying Sentences subject and predicate subject substantive subjunctive mood Supplementary supplemented teacher tences tense things thought tion topic sentence transitive verbs verb phrases vocabulary WASHINGTON IRVING written exercise
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 52 - On the other side he looked down into a deep mountain glen, wild, lonely, and shagged, the bottom filled with fragments from the impending cliffs, and scarcely lighted by the reflected rays of the setting sun.
Seite 77 - The cognomen of Crane was .not inapplicable to his person. He was tall, but exceedingly lank, with narrow shoulders, long arms and legs, hands that dangled a mile out of his sleeves, feet that might have served for shovels, and his whole frame most loosely hung together. His head was small and flat at top, with huge ears, large green glassy eyes and a long snipe nose, so that it looked like a weathercock perched upon his spindle neck, to tell which way the wind blew. To see him striding along the...
Seite 53 - Rip lay musing on this scene; evening was gradually advancing; the mountains began to throw their long blue shadows over the valleys; he saw that it would be dark long before he could reach the village, and he heaved a heavy sigh when he thought of encountering the terrors of Dame Van Winkle. As he was about to descend, he heard a voice from a distance, hallooing, "Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!
Seite 77 - From hence the low murmur of his pupils' voices, conning over their lessons, might be heard in a drowsy summer's day, like the hum of a bee-hive ; interrupted now and then by the authoritative voice of the master, in the tone of menace or command ; or...
Seite 78 - He had a very good countenance, not a fierce and surly aspect, but seemed to have something very manly in his face ; and yet he had all the sweetness and softness of an European in his countenance too, especially when he smiled.
Seite 77 - ... so that, though a thief might get in with perfect ease, he would find some embarrassment in getting out — an idea most probably borrowed by the architect, Yost Van Houten, from the mystery of an eel-pot.
Seite 53 - Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews and perfumes, and the hours are marked by changes in the face of Nature. What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to the man who sleeps afield.
Seite 149 - 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.
Seite 76 - He was after his favorite sport of squirrel shooting, and the still solitudes had echoed and reechoed with the reports of his gun. Panting and fatigued, he threw himself, late in the afternoon, on a green knoll, covered with mountain herbage, that crowned the brow of a precipice.