Lesson 1.18 Assignments

1. Review and prepare for Quiz 1.18

2. Figure of speech practice - Identify the figures of speech in the following sentences

Section 1

  1. Netaji Subash Chandra Bose made a fiery speech.
  2. At last, they agreed to disagree.
  3. Even the sky shed tears when Gandhiji died.
  4. He is the vulture of the state.
  5. A cry that would raise the dead from the grave.
  6. Idleness is the nursery of evil thoughts.

 

  1. Words are easy like the wind.
  2. Infancy is the beginning of life as dawn is the beginning of the day.
  3. His rash policy let lose the dogs of war.
  4. O, Captain! My captain! Our fearful trip is done.  
  5. And beauty born of murmuring sound. Shall pass into her face.
  6. Her mother, too, upon this occasion felt pleasing distress.

 

  1. Whose armour is his honest thought?

14.  The wind lies in the arms of the dawn.

  1. Our echoes roll from soul to soul.
  2. Death in his palace holds his court-His messengers move to and fro.
  3. Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thoughts.

 

Section 2

  1. As shines the moon in clouded skies. She in her poor attire was seen.
  2. The city’s voice itself is soft like solitude’s.
  3. Hope is the poor man’s bread.
  4. We are the voices of the wandering wind.
  5. Death lays his icy hands on kings.
  6. The daisy smiled at the morning sun.
  7. O, Julius Caesar! Thou art mighty yet.

Section 3

  1. O world! Oh, Life! O Time! On Whose last steps I climb.
  2. Why, man, if the river were dry I am able to fill it with tears.
  3. James, I was the wisest fool.
  4. But patient, to prevent That murmur, soon replies
  5. I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore.
  6. So like a shattered column lay the king?
  7. I wandered lonely as a cloud.

Section 4

  1. The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
  2. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven.
  3. We are all like swimmers on the sea of life.
  4. I see a lily on thy brow.
  5. He is the pillar of the state.
  6. Let not ambition mock their useful toil.
  7. It is the tree’s lament, an eerie speech, That haply to the unknown land may reach.