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Side 7
The distance - two miles and a half - afforded room for many changes , though
the chances were in a nutshell . It was evident before half a mile was run how the
issue would be . At the distance Flatman went up with Vatican ; beat his horses
as ...
The distance - two miles and a half - afforded room for many changes , though
the chances were in a nutshell . It was evident before half a mile was run how the
issue would be . At the distance Flatman went up with Vatican ; beat his horses
as ...
Side 7
The distance - two miles and a half - afforded room for many changes , though
the chances were in a nutshell . It was evident before half a mile was run how the
issue would be . At the distance Flatman went up with Vatican ; beat his horses
as ...
The distance - two miles and a half - afforded room for many changes , though
the chances were in a nutshell . It was evident before half a mile was run how the
issue would be . At the distance Flatman went up with Vatican ; beat his horses
as ...
Side 29
ex . claimed the Squire - „ “ Bravo , boy ! " My heart beat with pride , and I turned
to the left and bebeld Barleycorn in the air , with uplifted whip , which , coming on
the flank of the Protectionist , TIIE FIELD SFORTS OP THE WESTERNS . 29.
ex . claimed the Squire - „ “ Bravo , boy ! " My heart beat with pride , and I turned
to the left and bebeld Barleycorn in the air , with uplifted whip , which , coming on
the flank of the Protectionist , TIIE FIELD SFORTS OP THE WESTERNS . 29.
Side 30
Barleycorn comes up as I take a pull at the Jumper , and says , “ Well done ,
Master Fred , I told you he was a rare . harse . Put him straight at the brook , and ,
bedad , you ' ll beat the field . ” One hundred yards below us , we were then going
...
Barleycorn comes up as I take a pull at the Jumper , and says , “ Well done ,
Master Fred , I told you he was a rare . harse . Put him straight at the brook , and ,
bedad , you ' ll beat the field . ” One hundred yards below us , we were then going
...
Side 71
As for the Lea of Rosati “ In cadence moving , while the lyre rings sweet , And
beat the ground with her twinkling feet , " she is the personification of all that is
graceful , bewitching , and alluring . In addition to this valuable addition to the ...
As for the Lea of Rosati “ In cadence moving , while the lyre rings sweet , And
beat the ground with her twinkling feet , " she is the personification of all that is
graceful , bewitching , and alluring . In addition to this valuable addition to the ...
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Side 5 - Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?
Side 13 - Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, And warmeth them in the dust, And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may break them. She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: Her labour is in vain without fear; Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, Neither hath he imparted to her understanding. What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.
Side 125 - And raise my low-pitch'd thoughts above Earth, or what poor mortals love : Thus, free from lawsuits and the noise Of princes' Courts, I would rejoice ; Or, with my Bryan and a book, Loiter long days near Shawford brook...
Side 125 - There sit by him, and eat my meat, There see the sun both rise and set : There bid good morning to next day, There meditate my time away : And angle on, and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave.
Side 20 - Moselekatse, had neither herd nor stall, but subsisted on locusts, roots, and the chase. They adopted this mode of architecture to escape the lions which abounded in the country. During the day the families descended to the shade beneath to dress their daily food. When the inhabitants increased, they supported the augmented weight on the branches, by upright sticks, but when lightened of their load, they removed these for firewood.
Side 211 - ... —the Stewards of the Jockey Club have decided that where a sum of money is given to be run for, without any stake being made by the owners of the horses...
Side 125 - I'll tell you, scholar, when I sat last on this primrose bank, and looked down these meadows, I thought of them as Charles the Emperor did of the city of Florence, "that they were too pleasant to be looked on but only on holidays.
Side 13 - Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? Or wings and feathers unto the ostrich? Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, And warmeth them in the dust, And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may break them.
Side 18 - ... had not slept long when my light dreams were influenced by strange sounds. I dreamt that lions were rushing about in quest of me, and, the sounds increasing, I awoke with a sudden start, uttering a loud shriek. I could not for several seconds remember in what part of the world I was, or any thing connected with my present position.
Side 389 - But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Each horseman drew his battle blade, And furious every charger neighed, To join the dreadful revelry.