Verbs which have three forms to express the Present Tense, the Past Tense, and the Past Participle :—

wept.

won.

wound.

wrung.

Parse all the words in the following Exercises :

LESSON LXX.

The passengers were landing from the packet on the pier of Calais. A low-lying place and a low-spirited place Calais was, with the tide ebbing out toward low-water mark. There had been no more water on the bar than had sufficed to float the packet in; and now the bar itself, with a shallow break of sea over it, looked like a lazy marine monster just risen to the surface, whose form was indistinctly shown as it lay asleep. The meagre light-house, all in white, haunting the seabord as if it were the ghost of an edifice that had once had colour, dropped melancholy tears after its late buffeting by the waves.

LESSON LXXI.

The long rows of quaint black piles, slimy and wet and weatherworn, with funeral garlands of sea-weed twisted about them by the late tide, might have represented an unsightly marine cemetery. Every wave-dashed, storm-beaten object was so low and so little under the broad gray sky, in the noise of the wind and sea, and before the curling lines of surf making at it ferociously, that the wonder was there was any Calais left, and that its low gates, and low wall, and low roofs, and low ditches, and low sand-hills, and low ramparts, and flat streets, had not yielded long ago to the undermining and besieging sea, like the fortifications children make on the sea-shore.

LESSON LXXII.

I met a little cottage girl;

She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl,
That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad;
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
Her beauty made me glad.

"Sisters and brothers, little maid,
How many may you be?"
"How many? Seven in all," she said,
And, wondering, looked at me.

LESSON LXXIII.

It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour when lovers' vows

Seem sweet in every whispered word;
And gentle winds, and waters near,
Make music to the lonely ear.
Each flower the dews have lightly wet,
And in the sky the stars are met,

And on the wave is deeper blue,

And on the leaf a browner hue.

LESSON LXXIV.

The boys were under the particular guardianship of the coachman, to whom, whenever an opportunity presented, they addressed a host of questions, and pronounced him one of the best fellows in the whole world. Indeed, I could not but notice the more than ordinary air of bustle and importance of the coachman, who wore his hat a little on one side, and had a large bunch of Christmas greens stuck in the buttonhole of his coat. He is always a personage full of mighty care and business, but he is particularly so at the Christmas season, having so many commissions to execute in consequence of the great interchange of presents.

LESSON LXXV.

My aunt was a lady of large frame, strong mind, and great resolution; she was what might be termed a very manly woman. My uncle was a thin, puny, little man, very meek and acquiescent, and no match for my aunt. It was observed that he dwindled and dwindled gradually away from the day of his marriage. His wife's powerful mind was too much for him; it wore him out. My aunt, however, took all pos