Baily's Magazine of Sports and Pastimes, Band 9

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Baily Bros., 1865
 

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Seite 87 - Ye Ice-falls ! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain — Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, 374 Answer ! and let the ice-plains...
Seite 21 - Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted ; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
Seite 17 - They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sQajoow flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Seite 21 - He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha! And he smelleth the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
Seite 126 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Seite 179 - The wanton courser thus, with reins unbound, Breaks from his stall, and beats the trembling ground ; Pamper'd and proud, he seeks the wonted tides, And laves, in height of blood, his shining sides...
Seite 34 - Save the sword-grass by the rill, And the willows in the valley, And the pine upon the hill ; When the pippin leaves the bough, And the sumach's fruit is red, And the quail is piping loud From the buckwheat where he fed. When the sky is blue as steel, And the river clear as glass ; When the mist is on the mountain, And the net-work on the grass...
Seite 147 - With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle— Why not I with thine...
Seite 159 - Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs...
Seite 178 - No person shall put in any forest, chase, moor, heath, common, or waste (where mares and fillies are used to be kept), any Stoned Horse above the age of two years, not being...

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