The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volume 14John William Carleton 1845 |
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... excellent caste ; and soon after one the approach of the court was announced . They arrived in the customary procession , the only novel feature - at least , to my observation - being the magnificent character of the horses ; the royal ...
... excellent caste ; and soon after one the approach of the court was announced . They arrived in the customary procession , the only novel feature - at least , to my observation - being the magnificent character of the horses ; the royal ...
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... excellent subjects for turning a penny : To write upon all is an author's sole chance For attaining at last the least knowledge of any . " POPE . Moore . The feast of Easter , we observed , just as Rhapsody pounced upon us in the ...
... excellent subjects for turning a penny : To write upon all is an author's sole chance For attaining at last the least knowledge of any . " POPE . Moore . The feast of Easter , we observed , just as Rhapsody pounced upon us in the ...
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... excellent ; though I prefer Bar- raud's portrait of him on " Blue Ruin , " with that neat hound , " Betsey , " looking in his honest face . John Warde was as great a character as Meynell , though in a different way . Meynell was the ...
... excellent ; though I prefer Bar- raud's portrait of him on " Blue Ruin , " with that neat hound , " Betsey , " looking in his honest face . John Warde was as great a character as Meynell , though in a different way . Meynell was the ...
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... excellent run from Queenborough to Syston ( now a railway station ) ; then turning to the right , he crossed the Leicester road , charging a small river in his way , to Mount Sorrel , where he was gallantly run into near the windmill ...
... excellent run from Queenborough to Syston ( now a railway station ) ; then turning to the right , he crossed the Leicester road , charging a small river in his way , to Mount Sorrel , where he was gallantly run into near the windmill ...
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... excellent sportsman observes , when speaking of a hunter - ' the height of a horse , sir , has nothing to do with the size of him . " " Still we learn from others that Mr. Meynell , like Mr. Warde , was an admirer of large hounds ...
... excellent sportsman observes , when speaking of a hunter - ' the height of a horse , sir , has nothing to do with the size of him . " " Still we learn from others that Mr. Meynell , like Mr. Warde , was an admirer of large hounds ...
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Page 39 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.