The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'.

John William Carleton
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Página 50 - There have been tears and breaking hearts for thee, And mine were nothing, had I such to give; But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turned from all she brought to those she could not bring.
Página 199 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 270 - Scotland — a nation cast in the happy medium between the spiritless acquiescence of submissive poverty and the sturdy credulity of pampered wealth — cool and ardent — adventurous and persevering — winging her eagle flight against the blaze of every science, with an eye that never winks and a wing that never tires...
Página 266 - ... for Angling was, after tedious study, 'a rest to his mind, a cheerer of his spirits, a diverter of sadness, a calmer of unquiet thoughts, a moderator of passions, a procurer of contentedness ; and that it begat habits of peace and patience in those that professed and practised it.
Página 189 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days ; None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise.
Página 197 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Página 453 - I heeded not their summons : happy time it was indeed for all of us — for me it was a time of rapture ! Clear and loud the village clock tolled six, — I wheeled about, proud and exulting like an untired horse that cares not for his home. All shod with steel we hissed along the polished ice in games confederate, imitative of the chase and woodland pleasures, — the resounding horn, the pack loud chiming, and the hunted hare...
Página 453 - stryding as wide as they may, doe slide swiftly," this then is sliding ; but he proceeds to tell us, that " some tye bones to their feete, and under their heeles, and shoving themselves by a little picked staffe doe slide as swiftly as a birde flyeth in the air, or an arrow out of a crossebow...
Página 265 - And angling, too, that solitary vice, Whatever Izaak Walton sings or says: The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.
Página 453 - Cheapside. The watermen placed notices at the end of all the streets leading to the city side of the river, announcing a safe footway over, which attracted immense crowds, and in a short time thousands perambulated the rugged plain, where a variety of amusements were provided. Among the more curious of these was the ceremony of roasting a small sheep, or rather toasting or burning it over a coal fire, placed in a large iron pan. For a...

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