The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volume 28John William Carleton 1852 |
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... walk of about a mile , along the picturesque declivity of one side of the valley through which meanders the lazy waters of the Medina , whilst St. George's Downs crown the opposite heights , brought us to Marvel , where under a hill ...
... walk of about a mile , along the picturesque declivity of one side of the valley through which meanders the lazy waters of the Medina , whilst St. George's Downs crown the opposite heights , brought us to Marvel , where under a hill ...
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... walk with my bag on my shoulder half an hour in the mud and dark to the " Western Arms , " improperly termed an inn , there to obtain a bad bed and a worse chop , for which I shall possibly have to pay high . " " Well , sir , pardon me ...
... walk with my bag on my shoulder half an hour in the mud and dark to the " Western Arms , " improperly termed an inn , there to obtain a bad bed and a worse chop , for which I shall possibly have to pay high . " " Well , sir , pardon me ...
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... walk of four or five miles across the mountain top brought them to a little village , or collection of huts clustered upon the edge of a steep bank , which formed one side of a very narrow and rocky valley . Here an Indian hubbub of no ...
... walk of four or five miles across the mountain top brought them to a little village , or collection of huts clustered upon the edge of a steep bank , which formed one side of a very narrow and rocky valley . Here an Indian hubbub of no ...
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... not end in a quiet walk with this war- like follower . These white - chokered and black - breeched professors have likewise a prejudice against bull - baiting , cock - 50 LETTERS FROM MY UNCLE SCRIBBLE . LETTERS FROM MY UNCLE SCRIBBLE.
... not end in a quiet walk with this war- like follower . These white - chokered and black - breeched professors have likewise a prejudice against bull - baiting , cock - 50 LETTERS FROM MY UNCLE SCRIBBLE . LETTERS FROM MY UNCLE SCRIBBLE.
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... walk or sit , or smoke your cigar , and read your Bell . His servants are clean and civil , and never stink of pipes and gin , until the business of the yard is over , and the stable closed for the day . What mysteries of all - fours ...
... walk or sit , or smoke your cigar , and read your Bell . His servants are clean and civil , and never stink of pipes and gin , until the business of the yard is over , and the stable closed for the day . What mysteries of all - fours ...
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Page 277 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 257 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta : never did I hear Such gallant chiding ; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Page 256 - Heavens ! what a goodly prospect spreads around, Of hills, and dales, and woods, and lawns, and spires, And glittering towns, and gilded streams, till all The stretching landscape into smoke decays...
Page 149 - Oh, Sir! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.
Page 262 - Th' inhuman rout, and from the shady depth Expel him, circling through his every shift. He sweeps the forest oft ; and sobbing sees The glades, mild opening to the golden day; Where, in kind contest, with his butting friends He wont to struggle, or his loves enjoy...
Page 357 - ... that particular ports must be actually invested, and previous warning given to vessels bound to them, not to enter.
Page 357 - That God and nature have put into our hands !" What ideas of God and nature, that noble Lord may entertain, I know not ; but I know, that such detestable principles are equally abhorrent to religion and humanity. "What! to attribute the sacred sanction of God and nature...
Page 137 - Their notion of its perfect rest. A convent, even a hermit's cell Would break the silence of this Dell; It is not quiet, is not ease, But something deeper far than these; The separation that is here Is of the grave ; and of austere And happy feelings of the dead : And therefore was it rightly said That Ossian, last of all his race, Lies buried in this lonely place.
Page 118 - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command, A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill, A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
Page 221 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.