The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volumen36John William Carleton 1856 |
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... beautiful animal the short - horn . Nothing can at the present day exceed his desire to direct aright the judgment of his tenants and the farmers of the county in the selection of stock and the improvement of cattle , not only by the ...
... beautiful animal the short - horn . Nothing can at the present day exceed his desire to direct aright the judgment of his tenants and the farmers of the county in the selection of stock and the improvement of cattle , not only by the ...
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... beautiful forehand and fine length at some stud farm . Fandango's and Rifleman's lameness had quite plucked the heart out of the Cup ; and , confident as John Osborne was , many did not fancy that Manganese could stay , and , certainly ...
... beautiful forehand and fine length at some stud farm . Fandango's and Rifleman's lameness had quite plucked the heart out of the Cup ; and , confident as John Osborne was , many did not fancy that Manganese could stay , and , certainly ...
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... beautiful style ; and as she reached along in the wake of her next rival , one of the crew of that vessel was observed sitting astride at the outer end of the boom , diligently applying his needle in repairing the damaged mainsail ...
... beautiful style ; and as she reached along in the wake of her next rival , one of the crew of that vessel was observed sitting astride at the outer end of the boom , diligently applying his needle in repairing the damaged mainsail ...
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... beautiful animal - that can't be denied . He had the speed , too , of an Eclipse but despite the de mortuis , & c , if truth guided the graver that produced his epitaph , we should certainly find on his hic jacet the words , " He had no ...
... beautiful animal - that can't be denied . He had the speed , too , of an Eclipse but despite the de mortuis , & c , if truth guided the graver that produced his epitaph , we should certainly find on his hic jacet the words , " He had no ...
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... by a numerous entry of beautiful vessels ; nothing was then to be wished for but a good breeze : and if ever a suitable day for a match of the kind was seen , it was on the fortunate 56 THE THAMES SAILING - MATCHES .
... by a numerous entry of beautiful vessels ; nothing was then to be wished for but a good breeze : and if ever a suitable day for a match of the kind was seen , it was on the fortunate 56 THE THAMES SAILING - MATCHES .
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25 added 25 sovs 50 added 50 sovs aged Aldcroft appeared Ashmall bad third Bay colt Bay filly Bay Middleton Bearpark beat Birdcatcher birds Blink Bonny Capt Challoner Charles Charley Charlton course Cresswell Derby Derry Doncaster Epirus Euclid favourite filly fish Flatman foal Fordham Gemma di Vergy gentleman grouse half a length HANDICAP head horse hounds hunting Jack jockeys lady Leger Littleborough look Lord Madame Clicquot mare match meeting mile Miss morning Morris's neck never Newmarket Osborne's paid 5 sovs Parr's PLATE Queen's Plate Quinton Quorn race red grouse replied ride round sailing saved his stake Scupper season second and third second saved Sir Tatton Sykes sold Sooloo sport sportsman subs sweepstakes three lengths three years old turf Welton winner paid Won by half yacht yachtsman yearling young
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Página 93 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand — Thy axe shall harm it not! That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down?
Página 340 - See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings: Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
Página 211 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er, or rarely, been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 291 - WHEN Time, who steals our years away, Shall steal our pleasures too, The memory of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
Página 167 - Muse ? Night and all her sickly dews, Her spectres wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range the dreary sky : Till down the eastern, cliffs afar Hyperion's march they spy, and glittering shafts of war.
Página 101 - English sports that have become almost extinct in this country, is that of hawking — a sport which was formerly more popular throughout the land than even hunting or shooting is at the present day. Every one had his hawk, from the lords and ladies down to the lads of the village. Their favourite bird was as much their companion as a faithful dog : and no action was reckoned more dishonourable to a man of rank than to give up his hawk. Several acts of parliament have passed respecting hawks, some...
Página 57 - Mab m., and 25 to 1 against any other. Won by a neck, two lengths between the second and third, a neck between the third and fourth.
Página 174 - And soon a score of fires, I ween, From height, and hill, and cliff, were seen ; Each with warlike tidings fraught ; Each from each the signal caught ; Each after each they glanced to sight, As stars arise upon the night. They gleam'd on many a dusky tarn, Haunted by the lonely earn ; On many a cairn's grey pyramid, Where urns of mighty chiefs lie hid...
Página 118 - Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chase, And marvel men should quit their easy chair, The toilsome way, and long, long league to trace, Oh! there is sweetness in the mountain air, And Life, that bloated Ease can never hope to share.
Página 105 - STAKES of 10 sovs. each, 5 ft., with 100 added, for two and three yean old ; the second reed. 20 sovs., and the winner paid 15 sovs. ; TYC (60 subs.) Mr.