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in vo lú tion
ad o rà tion av o ca tion ap pro ba tion
ac cu Sa tion cal cu la tion con gre ga tion con vo ca tion con so la tion com pu ta tion des pe ra tion
des o la tion el e va tion em u la tion ed u ca tion
el o cu tion grad u ation in no va tion
Its gentle voice no more is heard ;
Though silent, yet, it seems to say,
Parents, and friends, you too must die. Obedient to his high command
Who formed me first, and gave me breath; I early haste, and meekly bend,
To taste the bitter cup of death. Mourn not; nor longer grieve to see, One who enjoyed your fondest care; Only expect to follow me,
And for the dreadful change prepare.
See the leaves, around us falling,
Youth, though yet no losses grieve you,
Yearly in our course recurring,
Man, let all thy hopes be staid;
Bears a leaf that ne'er shall fade.
am mu ni tion ad mo ni tion. ab o li tion ap pre hen sion con de scen sion com po si tion com pe ti tion dep o si tion dem o li tion dis po si tion er u di tion ex po si tion ex pe di tion in tu i tion
pes ti len tial pen i ten tial GEORGE AND HIS MOTHER.
Ma, George, you have done extremely ill
In such distress and poverty.
And a fond mother's darling too.
ac com mo dà tion con cat e na tion con grat u la tion con tin u a tion com mem o ra tion cor rob o ra tion dis sim u la tion ges tic u la tion ex pos tu la tion ex ten u a tion in oc u la tion in ter pre ta tion in ter ro ga tion per am bu la tion
am pli fi ca tion clar i fi ca tion clas si fi ca tion grat i fi ca tion ed i fi ca tion jus ti fi ca tion modi fi ca tion rat i fi ca tion rec ti fi ca tion sanc ti fi ca tion
de nom in a tion pre des ti na tion pro cras ti na tion
His father was a labʼring man,
Did many an anxious thought employ. We'll give him learning, wife, said he, And so they sent him to a school: But after he had been a while,
His love of books began to cool. He hated studying all the time,
And play'd with every boy he could: His father talk'd; his mother wept,
But all did not make Philip good. One time some wicked fellows said,
Come, Philip, we are going off, We'll hide till folks are gone to bed,
And then we can get fruit enough.. Philip agreed to go with them,
And so they all went off at night: His parents knew not where he was; And they were almost wild with fright.
At ten o'clock, some men and boys.
No, said a man, he is not dead,
But he has met a heavy stroke;
Fell off, and both his legs are broke. The surgeon came and cut them off;
His friends could give him no relief; His parents mourn'd their lives away,
And sunk and died in hopeless grief. An alms house now was Philip's home,
And sad enough, poor boy, he far'd; Whole nights he lay and groan'd with pain;
But no one knew, and no one car'd. At length when many a tedious month
Had pass'd,they made him wooden legs, And now, with crutches for his help,
He hobbles round the streets and begs. Geo. Where's my hat? I'll off to school
This instant, and you sha'n't complain About my playing truant Ma,
Or seeking idle boys again.