--- title: Sir Philip Sidney. — Fifty Famous Stories Retold · full text with trees description: Sir Philip Sidney., «Fifty Famous Stories Retold» by James Baldwin: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: A cruel battle was being fought. --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Fifty Famous Stories Retold](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/) / Sir Philip Sidney. # Sir Philip Sidney. Sir Philip Sidney. of «Fifty Famous Stories Retold» by James Baldwin: the whole text, 22 sentences and 325 words. Every sentence has its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself; 1 of them are in the tales treebank and were checked by a teacher model. - [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/1/) — A cruel battle was being fought. - [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/2/) — The ground was covered with dead and dying men. - [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/3/) — The air was hot and stifling. - [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/4/) — The sun shone down without pity on the wounded soldiers lying in the blood and dust. - [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/5/) — One of these soldiers was a no-ble-man, whom everybody loved for his gen-tle-ness and kindness. - [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/6/) — Yet now he was no better off than the poorest man in the field. - [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/7/) — He had been wounded, and would die; and he was suf-fer-ing much with pain and thirst. - [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/8/) — When the battle was over, his friends hurried to his aid. - [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/9/) — A soldier came running with a cup in his hand. - [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/10/) — "Here, Sir Philip," he said, "I have brought you some clear, cool water from the brook. - [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/11/) — I will raise your head so that you can drink." - [12](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/12/) — The cup was placed to Sir Philip's lips. - [13](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/13/) — How thank-ful-ly he looked at the man who had brought it! - [14](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/14/) — Then his eyes met those of a dying soldier who was lying on the ground close by. - [15](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/15/) — The wist-ful look in the poor man's face spoke plainer than words. - [16](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/16/) — "Give the water to that man," said Sir Philip quickly; and then, pushing the cup toward him, he said, "Here, my comrade, take this. - [17](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/17/) — Thy need is greater than mine." - [18](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/18/) — What a brave, noble man he was! - [19](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/19/) — The name of Sir Philip Sidney will never be for-got-ten; for it was the name of a Chris-tian gen-tle-man who always had the good of others in his mind. — checked by a teacher - [20](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/20/) — Was it any wonder that everybody wept when it was heard that he was dead? - [21](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/21/) — It is said, that, on the day when he was carried to the grave, every eye in the land was filled with tears. - [22](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/17/22/) — Rich and poor, high and low, all felt that they had lost a friend; all mourned the death of the kindest, gentlest man that they had ever known. - ← previous: [The Miller of the Dee.](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/16/) - next →: [The Ungrateful Soldier.](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/18/) - ↑ back to [Fifty Famous Stories Retold](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg18442/)