Each boatman bending to his _oar,_
With measured sweep the burden bore. ---_Scott_.
The visions of my youth are past,
_Too_ bright, _too_ beautiful to last. ---_Bryant_.
(We seldom err in the use of _to_ and _two_; but in how many different
ways may _too_ properly be used?)
With kind words and kinder looks he _bade_ me go my way.
---_Whittier_.
(The _a_ in _bade_ is short.)
Then, as to greet the sunbeam's birth,
Rises the choral _hymn_ of earth. ---_Mrs. Hemans_.
Come thou with me to the vineyards nigh,
And we'll pluck the grapes of the richest _dye. ---Mrs. Hemans_.
If any one attempts to _haul_ down the American flag, shoot him on the
spot. ---_John A. Dix_.
In all the trade of war, no _feat_
Is nobler than a brave retreat. ---_Samuel Butler_.
His form was bent, and his _gait_ was slow,
His long thin hair was white as snow. ---_George Arnold_.
Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale,
Down which she so often has tripped with her _pail.
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