It is time for the work to be done.

The sun having set, we returned home.

Though he is rich, he leads a simple life.

Who could count my love for you?

There is nobody but knows about the Royal Bengal Tiger of Sundarban.

it is a matter of regret that the young man passes away.

entered

were

having passed

would have run

might have caught

The judge ordered to hang the murderer.

A little number of boys is present.

Forty miles is a long way.

Wait here until I come.