Wild Sports in Europe, Asia, and Africa, Volume 1H. Colburn, 1844 - 354 pages |
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... spear . " SCOTT . SUCH , gentle Reader ! is now our lamented . and lamentable case ; for all things in this sub- lunary world must eventually come to an end : the meditations of the philosopher , the lays of the bard , the triumphs of ...
... spear . " SCOTT . SUCH , gentle Reader ! is now our lamented . and lamentable case ; for all things in this sub- lunary world must eventually come to an end : the meditations of the philosopher , the lays of the bard , the triumphs of ...
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... spear and unerring rifle , ere Old Father Time should shake them out of a grasp , then rendered tremulous by the load of years , com- fortably ensconced ourselves in the snug arm- chair of repose and retirement , where , sur- rounded by ...
... spear and unerring rifle , ere Old Father Time should shake them out of a grasp , then rendered tremulous by the load of years , com- fortably ensconced ourselves in the snug arm- chair of repose and retirement , where , sur- rounded by ...
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... spear well poised , our gallant little " Lamp- lighter " on his full mettle , as he fearlessly bounds across ledges of rock and dry " nul- lahs " -over ravines and water - courses - in rapid pursuit of the wounded but still flying deer ...
... spear well poised , our gallant little " Lamp- lighter " on his full mettle , as he fearlessly bounds across ledges of rock and dry " nul- lahs " -over ravines and water - courses - in rapid pursuit of the wounded but still flying deer ...
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... spear in his hand , and the horse - keeper following with a fowling- piece on passing near the barracks , he perceived a large cheetah , or leopard , stealing off towards the neigh- bouring rocks . M- immediately put spurs to his horse ...
... spear in his hand , and the horse - keeper following with a fowling- piece on passing near the barracks , he perceived a large cheetah , or leopard , stealing off towards the neigh- bouring rocks . M- immediately put spurs to his horse ...
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... spear ) his wild hog ; * Many of our officers offered these sacrifices at the altar of Hymen , and the interesting Creoles with whom they thus indissolubly linked their fate , are said , in most cases , to have made truly exemplary ...
... spear ) his wild hog ; * Many of our officers offered these sacrifices at the altar of Hymen , and the interesting Creoles with whom they thus indissolubly linked their fate , are said , in most cases , to have made truly exemplary ...
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Page 244 - Nay, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars; now bend, now turn The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Page 54 - Welcome to their roar ! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed, And the rent canvas fluttering strew the gale, Still must I on ; for I am as a weed, Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam to sail Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.
Page viii - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, anything: The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Page 77 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed; in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving, boundless, endless, and sublime, — The image of Eternity, the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Page 178 - tis to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles. Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire ; dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head. The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice ; and yon' tall, anchoring bark, Diminished to her cock ; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight.
Page 54 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider. Welcome to their roar! Swift be their guidance, wheresoe'er it lead ! Though the strain'd mast should quiver as a reed.
Page 9 - Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild sea-mew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native Land — Good night...
Page 179 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 83 - Of recreation there is none So free as fishing is alone; All other pastimes do no less Than mind and body both possess; My hand alone my work can do So I can fish and study too.
Page 105 - From the rich peasant cheek of ruddy bronze, And large black eyes that flash on you a volley Of rays that say a thousand things at once, To the high dama's brow, more melancholy, But clear, and with a wild and liquid glance, Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies.