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" 8. Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory. Subject We Predicate laid Object him Adjuncts of the Object fresh and gory from the field of his fame Adjuncts of the Predicate 1. slowly (Manner) 2. and sadly (Manner) "
A School Grammar - Sivu 185
tekijä(t) David Salmon - 1896 - 264 sivua
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...clock told the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory. The feeling...

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...hour for retiring; " And we heard by the distant and random gun, " That the foe was suddenly firing, " Slowly and sadly we laid him down, " From the field of his fame fresh and gory; " We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, " But we left him alone with his glory." The feeling...

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...for retiring ; " And we heard by the distant and random g»n> <c That the foe was suddenly firing. " Slowly and sadly we laid him down, *' From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; " We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, " But we left him alone, with his glory." The feeling...

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