READING IN BED
Found in Longmans’ English Grammar, 1917
My name is Norval.
Learning to row is pleasant.
Every turf beneath their feet shall be a soldier’s sepulchre.
A little ship was on the sea.
The ship being strong withstood the storm.
Fearing the storm, we returned.
Peters the baker makes bread.
Robinson the tailor sells cloths.
The man to see is Robinson.
Tom’s father was Dick’s son.
The old man is tired.
Seeming learned is his one accomplishment.
The house on the hill is Mr. Bosworth’s.
To play the piano was his delight.
To be thought original was his chief aim.
The lady on horseback is Mrs. Bosworth.
Her being considered beautiful has been her pride
Her uncle is in India.
The woman being in great trouble was weeping.
Teaching lazy children is hard work.
The path of duty is the way to glory.
The really good are few.
To be good is to be happy.
Reading in bed is bad for the eyes.