Pictures of Sporting Life and Character, Volume 1

Front Cover
 

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 96 - Of sportive wood run wild : these pastoral farms, Green to the very door ; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees ! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone.
Page 351 - No wonder, such celestial charms For nine long years have set the world in arms! What winning graces! what majestic mien! She moves a Goddess, and she looks a Queen. Yet hence, oh Heav'n! convey that fatal face, And from destruction save the Trojan race.
Page 301 - What delight To back the flying steed, that challenges The wind for speed ! — seems native more of air Than earth ! — whose burden only lends him fire ! — Whose soul, in his task, turns labour into sport ! Who makes your pastime his ! I sit him now ! He takes away my breath ! — He makes me reel ! I touch not earth — I see not — hear not — All Is ecstasy of motion ! Wild.
Page 340 - Fitzhardinge was horn on the 26th December, 1786. Previous to his father's death, in 1810, he sat as Lord Dursley, for a short time, in the House of Commons, as member for the county. On the demise of the twentieth Baron of Berkeley the subject of our memoir assumed the title of his forefathers, and put in the usual claim to a seat in the House of Peers, when an unexpected obstacle presented itself. The first marriage, in 1785, was disputed ; and the result was that the committee decided the case...
Page 22 - And plays about the gilded barges' sides; The ladies, angling in the crystal lake, Feast on the waters with the prey they take ; At once victorious with their lines, and eyes, They make the fishes, and the men, their prize.
Page 351 - In secret own'd resistless beauty's power: They cried,' No wonder, such celestial charms For nine long years have set the world in arms; What wiuning graces! what majestic mien! She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen! Yet hence, O Heaven, convey that fatal face, And from destruction save the Trojan race.
Page 142 - Whichurch, twenty miles ; the second day, to the Welsh Harp; the third, to Coventry; the fourth, to Northampton; the fifth, to Dunstable ; and, as a wondrous effort, on the last, to London before the commencement of night. The strain and labour of six good horses, sometimes eight, drew us through the sloughs of Mireden, and many other places. We were constantly out two hours before day, and as late at night ; and in the depth of winter proportionably later.
Page 311 - No, no,' replied Charles, laying his hand gently on his shoulder, ' thou hast won the day, and much good may it do thee ; but I must remember I have a wife and children.
Page 83 - Third to steal a hawk. To take its eggs even in a person's own ground, was punishable with imprisonment for a year and a day, together with a fine at the king's pleasure. In...
Page 166 - ... and walk to some neighbouring wood, accompanied with music and the blowing of horns, where they broke down branches from the trees and adorned them with nosegays and crowns of flowers. This done, they returned...

Bibliographic information