http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=equal&searchmode=none this is quite useful ! check it out !
Thursday, 28 February 2013
Wednesday, 20 February 2013
http://thesaurus.com/Roget-Alpha-Index.htmlChoose the ones you already know! If you must select an unknown one check usage and structure before using them!!!
Thursday, 7 February 2013
Wednesday, 6 February 2013
one more of my favourite stories
extract from
Essential English for Foreign Students
by C.E. Eckersley C.E. Eckersley
and some links to follow up and start with ....!!!
http://www.visionofbritain.org.uk/place/place_page.jsp?p_id=5023
http://www.beddgelerttourism.com/gelert/
Saturday, 12 January 2013
poetry
Lochinvar 
By Sir Walter Scott

O young Lochinvar has 
come out of the west, 
Through all the wide 
Border his steed was the best;
And save his good 
broadsword he weapons had none, 
He rode all unarmed, 
and he rode all alone.
So faithful in love 
and so dauntless in war,
There never was 
knight like the young Lochinvar. 
He stayed not for 
brake and he stopped not for stone,
He swam the Eske 
river where ford there was none; 
But ere he alighted 
at Netherby gate, 
The bride had 
consented the gallant came late:
For a laggard in love 
and a dastard in war, 
Was to wed the fair 
Ellen of brave Lochinvar. 

So boldy he entered 
the Netherby Hall, 
'Mong bridesmen and 
kinsmen and brothers and all:
Then spoke the 
bride's father, his hand on his sword,
(For the poor craven 
bridegroom said never a word)
"Oh come ye in peace 
here or come ye in war, 
Or to dance at our 
bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?" 
"I long wooed your 
daughter, my suit you denied; 
Love swells like the 
Solway, but ebbs like its tide - 
And now am I come, 
with this lost love of mine, 
To lead but one 
measure, drink one cup of wine. 
There are maidens in 
Scotland more lovely by far, 
That would gladly be 
bride to the young Lochinvar." 
The bride kissed the 
goblet, the knight took it up, 
He quaffed off the 
wine and he threw down the cup. 
She looked down to 
blush, she looked up to sigh,
With a smile on her 
lips and a tear in her eye.
"Now tread we a 
measure!" said young Lochinvar.  

So stately his form, 
and so lovely her face, 
That never the hall 
such galliard did grace;
While her mother did 
fret, and her father did fume
And the bridegroom 
stood dangling his bonnet and plume;
And the bride-maidens 
whispered, "T'were better by far
To have matched our 
fair cousin with young Lochinvar."  
One touch to her 
hand, one word in her ear,
When they reached the 
hall door and the charger stood near;
So light to the 
croupe the fair lady he swung,
So light to the 
saddle before her he sprung!
"She is won we are 
gone over bank, bush, and scaur;
They'll have fleet 
steeds that follow" , quoth young Lochinvar. 

There was mounting 'mong 
Graemes of the Netherby clan; 
Forsters, Fenwicks, 
and Musgraves they rode and they ran: 
There was racing and 
chasing on Cannobie Lee,
But the lost bride of 
Netherby ne'er did they see.
So daring in love and 
so dauntless in war,
Have ye e'ere heard 
of gallant like young Lochinvar? 
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