The New sporting magazine, Volum 221851 |
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Side 29
... never seen a pack of hounds before , save on a pony ; never such a scene as that ; and mounted on a horse that I had been told was a first - rate hunter . On the right of my sister Bessy sat my dear old father quietly on his horse , yet ...
... never seen a pack of hounds before , save on a pony ; never such a scene as that ; and mounted on a horse that I had been told was a first - rate hunter . On the right of my sister Bessy sat my dear old father quietly on his horse , yet ...
Side 30
... never saw a hound for the remainder of the day . Here we turned a little to the left , over some slight fences , where I heard some of the leading men say , “ By jove ! he has skirted the brook , and is making head for Delamere Coverts ...
... never saw a hound for the remainder of the day . Here we turned a little to the left , over some slight fences , where I heard some of the leading men say , “ By jove ! he has skirted the brook , and is making head for Delamere Coverts ...
Side 37
... never exhilarate his gloomy spirits ; and , to his shame be it told , a worse catholic could not have been found in a day ' s walk . For years he never was seen at mass , nor since he had taken Kentuck had he ever darkened the door of a ...
... never exhilarate his gloomy spirits ; and , to his shame be it told , a worse catholic could not have been found in a day ' s walk . For years he never was seen at mass , nor since he had taken Kentuck had he ever darkened the door of a ...
Side 50
... never to disappear from British history and British bosoms . Every countryman of our own , when he treads upon the hallowed ground , feels an inward thrill of interesting but mixed emotions , composed of national exultation at the noble ...
... never to disappear from British history and British bosoms . Every countryman of our own , when he treads upon the hallowed ground , feels an inward thrill of interesting but mixed emotions , composed of national exultation at the noble ...
Side 51
... never , I think , was the world so beautiful - - never was life so enjoyable . I get up to ride the trial ! - - such are the inconsistencies of a dreambut the animal I bestride is rooted to the ground . “ Give it him ! ” says Jack , as ...
... never , I think , was the world so beautiful - - never was life so enjoyable . I get up to ride the trial ! - - such are the inconsistencies of a dreambut the animal I bestride is rooted to the ground . “ Give it him ! ” says Jack , as ...
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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.