Chapter II

used before a singular noun to mean one of a group, when it is not a particular one

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

(quantifier) used with either mass or count nouns to indicate the whole number or amount of or every one of a class

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

the form of “be” used with “I”

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

used to join words or parts of a sentence that go together

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

the form of “be” used with you, we, they, or a plural noun

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

at the same time that; because; in the way that

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

in or near a particular place or position

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a quantity of no importance

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the season when the leaves fall from the trees

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

from a particular thing or place or position (“forth” is obsolete)

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

in or to or toward a former location

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

used with a past participle to form the passive, or with -ing for continuous tenses

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

delighting the senses or exciting intellectual or emotional admiration

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

for the reason that

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a piece of furniture that provides a place to sleep

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

at or toward the back of something

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

highly favored or fortunate (as e.g. by divine grace)

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the entire physical structure of an organism (an animal, plant, or human being)

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

the two together, not just one

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

confined by bonds

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

used to introduce something that contrasts with what came before

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

past form of “call” — assign a specified (usually proper) proper name to

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the particular occupation for which you are trained

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

to be able to, or to be allowed to

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

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From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

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From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

click repeatedly or uncontrollably

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the time of person's life when they are a child

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

plural of “child” — a young person of either sex

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

pick out, select, or choose from a number of alternatives

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

at or within a short distance in space or time or having elements near each other

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

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From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

a flag that shows its nationality

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

neither warm nor very cold; giving relief from heat

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

a politically organized body of people under a single government

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a quality of spirit that enables you to face danger or pain without showing fear

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

utter a sudden loud cry

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

move or arrange oneself in a comfortable and cozy position

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “daisy” — any of numerous composite plants having flower heads with well-developed ray flowers usually arranged in a single whorl

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

time for Earth to make a complete rotation on its axis

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the time during which someone's life continues

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

no longer having or seeming to have or expecting to have life

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “dew” — water that has condensed on a cool surface overnight from water vapor in the air

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

used to form questions and negatives, and to give emphasis

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

even

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the 3rd planet from the sun; the planet we live on

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

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From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

either extremity of something that has length

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the latter part of the day (the period of decreasing daylight from late afternoon until nightfall)

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

at any time

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

to a considerable degree; very much

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

quickly or rapidly (often used as a combining form)

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

United States comedian and film actor (1880-1946)

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

inflected form of “flee” — run away quickly

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “floor” — the inside lower horizontal surface (as of a room, hallway, tent, or other structure)

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

travel through the air; be airborne

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

intended to be given to, or used by, somebody

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

showing where something starts, or who sent it

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a movable barrier in a fence or wall

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

cause to have, in the abstract sense or physical sense

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

an alert and refreshed state

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

shoot down, of birds

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

green color or pigment; resembling the color of growing grass

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

pass into a condition gradually, take on a specific property or attribute; become

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

come to pass

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

used with a past participle to form the perfect tenses

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

a man, boy, or male animal already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

in or at this place; where the speaker or writer is

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

plural of “hero” — a man distinguished by exceptional courage and nobility and strength

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

greater than normal in degree or intensity or amount

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “hill” — a local and well-defined elevation of the land

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

where you live at a particular time

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

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From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “howl” — a long loud emotional utterance

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

the person speaking or writing, as the subject of the verb

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

water frozen in the solid state

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

on condition that; in the event that

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

inside something, or within a place, period, or state

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

in place of, or as an alternative to

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

the form of “be” used with he, she, it, or a singular noun

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a thing, animal, or idea already mentioned

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

Dictionary entry pending editorial verification. Tap Listen to hear the word.

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a humorous anecdote or remark intended to provoke laughter

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

and nothing more

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

the act of caressing with the lips (or an instance thereof)

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

be cognizant or aware of a fact or a specific piece of information; possess knowledge or information about

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

the land on which real estate is located

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the sound of laughing

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the sound of laughing

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

plural of “leap” — a light, self-propelled movement upwards or forwards

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

having or showing profound knowledge

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

go away from a place

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a position on a scale of intensity or amount or quality

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

plural of “lie” — a statement that deviates from or perverts the truth

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a characteristic state or mode of living

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

of comparatively little physical weight or density

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

prefer or wish to do something

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the experience of being alive; the course of human events and activities

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

primarily temporal sense; being or indicating a relatively great or greater than average duration or passage of time or a duration as specified

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

for the most time

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

a strong positive emotion of regard and affection

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

less than normal in degree or intensity or amount

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

imaginative intellectual play

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

the person speaking, as the object of a verb or preposition

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

fail to perceive or to catch with the senses or the mind

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

used when the speaker is also the object of the action

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

make or become more narrow or restricted

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

in such a manner as could not be otherwise

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

not ever; at no time in the past or future

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

not any; not one

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

and not; used after a negative to add a second negative

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

used to make a word, phrase, or sentence negative

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

throughout a period of time

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

belonging to, or connected with, somebody or something

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a midwestern state in north central United States in the Great Lakes region

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

touching and supported by a surface

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

used to mean any person in general, including the speaker

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

used to join alternatives or possibilities

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

used with “to” to say what is right or advisable

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

outside a building

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

above and across; more than

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

a symptom of some physical hurt or disorder

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

(plural) any group of human beings (men or women or children) collectively

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

plural of “place” — a point located with respect to surface features of some region

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

participate in games or sport

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

deserving or inciting pity

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

past form of “rack” — go at a rack

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

reach a destination, either real or abstract

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

any of many shrubs of the genus Rosa that bear roses

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

the work of a sailor

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

a division of an ocean or a large body of salt water partially enclosed by land

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

plural of “secret” — something that should remain hidden from others (especially information that is not to be passed on)

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the visual property of something that shines with reflected light

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

plural of “shine” — the quality of being bright and sending out rays of light

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

plural of “shriek” — sharp piercing cry

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

move so that an opening or passage is obstructed; make shut

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a soft white precious univalent metallic element having the highest electrical and thermal conductivity of any metal; occurs in argentite and in free form; used in coins and jewelry and tableware and photography

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

plural of “sky” — the atmosphere and outer space as viewed from the earth

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the atmosphere and outer space as viewed from the earth

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a natural and periodic state of rest during which consciousness of the world is suspended

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

causing difficulty in breathing especially through lack of fresh air and presence of heat

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

for that reason; with the result that

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

yielding readily to pressure or weight

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

feeling or expressing regret or sorrow or a sense of loss over something done or undone

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

reflect brightly

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

support consisting of a radial member of a wheel joining the hub to the rim

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

the warmest season of the year; in the northern hemisphere it extends from the summer solstice to the autumnal equinox

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

the star that is the source of light and heat for the planets in the solar system

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

carry out

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

exchange thoughts; talk with

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

express in words

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

used to introduce what somebody said, thought, or felt

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

used before a noun that is already known, already mentioned, or the only one of its kind

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

belonging to the people or things already mentioned

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

in or at that place or location

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

the people, animals, or things already mentioned, as the subject

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

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From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

any movable possession (especially articles of clothing)

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

plural of “think” — an instance of deliberate thinking

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

the plural of “that”: the people or things further away, or already known

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

the content of cognition; the main thing you are thinking about

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

plural of “thrill” — the swift release of a store of affective force

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

up to a particular time

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

an instance or single occasion for some event

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

superlative of “tiny” — very small

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

used before the base form of a verb to make the infinitive

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

make an effort or attempt

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

stay in one place and anticipate or expect something

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

the act of traveling by foot

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

plural of “wall” — an architectural partition with a height and length greater than its thickness; used to divide or enclose an area or to support another structure

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

feel or have a desire for; want strongly

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

how something is done or how it happens

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

used to ask for information about something

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

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From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

at the time that

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

in or at the place that

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

during the time that

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

marked by extreme lack of restraint or control

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

air moving (sometimes with considerable force) from an area of high pressure to an area of low pressure

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

a means of flight or ascent

From this reading _I fly on the wings of thought, myself,_ _While the wind shrieks behind me “Wait!”_ _For he never can fly as fast as thought,_ _And, he howls because he thinks he ought;—_ _But here I am at the gate._ _No narrow, smothering walls for me,_ _Nor life shut in from the sky,_ _When Make-Believe is all outdoors,_ _With beautiful grass instead of floors,_ _And to reach it one needs but try._

having or prompted by wisdom or discernment

From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._

in the company of; together with

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

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From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

land that is covered with trees and shrubs

From this reading _There is ice back there; but in Make-Believe_ _There’s just what you happen to choose:_ _Soft spring-time colors with silver sheen,_ _Or cool wood-reaches of summer green,_ _Or the sparkle of autumn dews._ _Oh, the woodland rambles in Make-Believe!_ _The fields where daisies grow!_ _The level light on the evening hills,_ _The wild bird-song that leaps and thrills,_ _And the rose of the sunset’s glow!_

a unit of language that native speakers can identify

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

an indefinite quantity of something having a specified value

From this reading _And they know what’s worth while in Make-Believe_ _That to give is the blessed way;_ _That courage, and laughter, and love, are wise;_ _That the sun shines back of the cloudiest skies;_ _That there’s end to the longest day._ _They talk of high things in Make-Believe,_ _And they love e’en the tiniest joke_ _And they take you sailing o’er land and sea;_ _And they’d know all the places you’d like to be_ _If never a word you spoke._

the person or people being spoken to

From this reading _IN MAKE-BELIEVE_ _Oh, beautiful country of Make-Believe,_ _Where in childhood I learned to play!_ _I’m not bound fast to a bed—not I!_ _Nor racked with pain till I want to cry:_ _I’m over the hills and away!_ _Poor body that lies here and cannot sleep,_ _I’m sorry to leave you so;_ _But the children are calling from far away;_ _In Make-Believe, where it’s time to play,_ _And you can’t walk, you know._

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From this reading _How the children chatter in Make-Believe,_ _Just as at home they do!_ _How close they cuddle, with laugh and kiss,_ _To tell their secrets, nor ever miss_ _Aught else if they have but you!_ _All the people you love are in Make-Believe,_ _The living, and those called dead;_ _And all the people you’d like to know—_ _The wise of the earth, both high and low,_ _And the heroes of days long fled._