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Page 21 - Next day I started for Cambridge to see Henslow, and thence to London to see Fitz-Roy, and all was soon arranged.
Page 86 - ... filled with treasures of art, and rising itself from statued and stately terraces. At their foot spread a gardened domain of considerable extent, bright with flowers, dim with coverts of rare shrubs, and musical with fountains. Its limit reached a park, with timber such as the midland counties only can produce. The fallow deer trooped among its ferny solitudes and gigantic oaks ; but beyond the waters of the broad and winding lake, the scene became more savage, and the eye caught the dark form...
Page 92 - fair orchards, wher ther be pleasant gardens, planted with all kynds of froots, hearbs, and floors, used in this kingdome, and abundance of good saphron, tobacco, and rosemarie.' ' The froot heir,' he adds, ' is excellent, chieflie the pears and cherries.
Page 235 - Wblseley of Wolseley is one, that can prove by authentic evidence an unbroken descent from Saxon times, and show the inheritance of the same lands in the male line from a period long anterior to the Norman Conquest. A legend in the family narrates that their ancestor was given the lands of Wlselei (now Wolseley) for destroying wolves in co.
Page 79 - Tis cruel to see, in the cream of a run, A dozen fine fellows enjoying the fun, Struck down at a moment to writhe in the dirt, Dismounted, disgusted, both frightened and hurt ! While behind them a panic breaks out like a fire, With the ominous caution — " Ware Wire, sir! Ware Wire!" No ! twist us your binders as strong as you will, We must all take our chances of cropper and spill ; There are scores of young ashes to stiffen the gaps, And a blind double ditch is the surest of traps. But remember,...
Page 249 - First let the kennel be the huntsman's care, Upon some little eminence erect, And fronting to the ruddy dawn ; its courts On either hand wide opening to receive The Sun's all-cheering beams, when mild he shines, And gilds the mountain tops.
Page 128 - tis as balmy as May, The Hounds to the village have come. Every friend will be there and all trouble and care Will be left far behind and at home. See servants and steeds on their way, And sportsmen their scarlet display ; Let us join the glad throng that goes laughing along, And we'll all go a-hunting to-day.
Page 20 - ... his wife and children. He entered, and in an instant made everybody feel at their ease, and infused a portion of his animation into all around him. I remember him standing with his back to the fire, or leaning over the back of his chair, conversing with us for several hours. . . . The next morning he -took a long walk over the hills with us ; and most agreeable he was, giving out his mind with a variety and abundance of ideas which delighted us, and showed how little need he had of external excitement...
Page 108 - Unting is all that's worth living for - all time is lost wot is not spent in 'unting — it is like the hair we breathe - if we have it not we die - it's the sport of kings, the image of war without its guilt, and only five-and-twenty per cent of its danger.