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Side 1
Goodwood is the most princely pageant - take it for all in all — that perhaps the
turf ever offered to men ' s eyes : and Doncaster“ Like the vase in which roses
have once been distilled " - lives , past , present , and to come , upon the prestige
of ...
Goodwood is the most princely pageant - take it for all in all — that perhaps the
turf ever offered to men ' s eyes : and Doncaster“ Like the vase in which roses
have once been distilled " - lives , past , present , and to come , upon the prestige
of ...
Side 4
1040 263£263 777 1000 value of plates . £1777 net . Thus - all who run may
read ” that at Ascot the racing interest , in the present season , benefited to the
amount of seventeen hundred and seventy - seven pounds ; at Chester to the
amount ...
1040 263£263 777 1000 value of plates . £1777 net . Thus - all who run may
read ” that at Ascot the racing interest , in the present season , benefited to the
amount of seventeen hundred and seventy - seven pounds ; at Chester to the
amount ...
Side 5
What a fair way of life would he ensure for himself who made Shakspeare his "
guide , philosopher , and friend ! ” There is no moral contingency for which he
does not furnish an antidote or specific . How apropos of the present peril of the
turf is ...
What a fair way of life would he ensure for himself who made Shakspeare his "
guide , philosopher , and friend ! ” There is no moral contingency for which he
does not furnish an antidote or specific . How apropos of the present peril of the
turf is ...
Side 6
apropos of the present peril of the turf is the axiom - " When sorrows come , they
come not single spies ' ' ! It was not enough that the million rushed into the ring ;
that rogues rushed into the columns of newspapers , with offers to insure ...
apropos of the present peril of the turf is the axiom - " When sorrows come , they
come not single spies ' ' ! It was not enough that the million rushed into the ring ;
that rogues rushed into the columns of newspapers , with offers to insure ...
Side 7
apropos of the present peril of the turf is the axiom " When sorrows come , they
come not single spies " ! It was not enough that the million rushed into the ring ;
that rogues rushed into the columns of newspapers , with offers to insure
customers ...
apropos of the present peril of the turf is the axiom " When sorrows come , they
come not single spies " ! It was not enough that the million rushed into the ring ;
that rogues rushed into the columns of newspapers , with offers to insure
customers ...
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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.