Name the clauses in the following sentences, and state the kind and
relation (if any) of each:—
1. Whilst I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock
that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a
shepherd, with a musical instrument in his hand.—_Addison._
=Model.=—
_Whilst . . . . musing_ is an adv. clause, mod. cast.
_I cast . . . . a rock_ is a principal clause.
_That . . . . . me_ is an adj. clause, mod. _summit of a rock_.
_Where I . . . hand_ is an adj. clause, mod. _summit of a rock_.
2. King Harold had a rebel brother in Flanders, who was a vassal of
Harold Hardrada, king of Norway.—_Dickens._
3. Those who knew him best affirmed that this Mr. Toil was a very worthy
character, and that he had done more good, both to children and grown
people, than anybody else in the world.—_Hawthorne._
4. Portia, when she returned, was in that happy temper of mind which
never fails to attend the consciousness of having performed a good
action; her cheerful spirits enjoyed everything she saw: the moon never
seemed to shine so brightly before; and when that pleasant moon was hid
behind a cloud, then a light which she saw from her house at Belmont as
well pleased her charmed fancy.—_Lamb._
5. Once upon a time, there lived a very rich man, and a king besides,
whose name was Midas; and he had a little daughter, whom nobody but
himself ever heard of, and whose name I either never knew, or have
entirely forgotten. So, because I love odd names for little girls, I
choose to call her Marygold.—_Hawthorne._
6. I rose and prepared to leave the Abbey. As I descended the flight of
steps which lead into the body of the building, my eye was caught by the
shrine of Edward the Confessor, and I ascended the small staircase that
conducts to it, to take from thence a general survey of this wilderness
of tombs.—_Irving._
7.
All things that love the sun are out of doors;
The sky rejoices in the morning’s birth;
The grass is bright with rain-drops;—on the moors
The hare is running races in her mirth.—_Wordsworth._
8.
I thought of a mound in sweet Auburn
Where a little headstone stood;
How the flakes were folding it gently,
As did robins the babes in the wood.—_Lowell._
9.
Lightly they’ll talk of the spirit that’s gone,
And o’er his cold ashes upbraid him;
But little he’ll reck if they let him sleep on
In the grave where a Briton has laid him.—_Wolfe._
10.
The humble boon was soon obtained;
The Aged Minstrel audience gained.
But, when he reached the room of state,
Where she, with all her ladies, sate,
Perchance he wished his boon denied:
For when to tune his harp he tried,
His trembling hand had lost the ease
Which marks security to please.—_Scott._
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=LESSON LXIV.=