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... Fields - The Cots- wold Dialect - How to Talk It - An Ancient Ballad -Tom Peregrine Recites - Roger Plowman's Ex- cursion - An Expensive Luncheon - Oxtail Soup- " The Turmut Hower . " CHAPTER V. PAGE 69 ON THE WOLDS · • · 98 Varied ...
... Fields - The Cots- wold Dialect - How to Talk It - An Ancient Ballad -Tom Peregrine Recites - Roger Plowman's Ex- cursion - An Expensive Luncheon - Oxtail Soup- " The Turmut Hower . " CHAPTER V. PAGE 69 ON THE WOLDS · • · 98 Varied ...
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... Fields - Hedgerow Flowers - The Brookside - By " the Pill " -Remarks on Gray - A Fine Piece of Miniature Scenery - The Cricket Ground - The Book of Nature - At the Ford- Habits of Observation - In the Conyger Wood- 356 The Home of the ...
... Fields - Hedgerow Flowers - The Brookside - By " the Pill " -Remarks on Gray - A Fine Piece of Miniature Scenery - The Cricket Ground - The Book of Nature - At the Ford- Habits of Observation - In the Conyger Wood- 356 The Home of the ...
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... field reminds us of him who wrote those lilting stanzas long , long ago . " Ah , happy hills ! ah , pleasing shade ! Ah , fields , beloved in vain ! Where once my careless childhood strayed , A stranger yet to pain : I feel the gales ...
... field reminds us of him who wrote those lilting stanzas long , long ago . " Ah , happy hills ! ah , pleasing shade ! Ah , fields , beloved in vain ! Where once my careless childhood strayed , A stranger yet to pain : I feel the gales ...
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... fields and stately elm trees . On the right the Chiltern Hills are seen in the background , and Wittenham Clump ... fields , and the same old - fashioned farmhouses and gabled cottages . But now we have entered the grand old Berkshire ...
... fields and stately elm trees . On the right the Chiltern Hills are seen in the background , and Wittenham Clump ... fields , and the same old - fashioned farmhouses and gabled cottages . But now we have entered the grand old Berkshire ...
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... fields and the same old hedges still remain only we do not appreciate them as much as did the author of " Westward Ho ! " Steventon , that lovely village with its gables and thatched roofs , its white cottage walls set with beams of ...
... fields and the same old hedges still remain only we do not appreciate them as much as did the author of " Westward Ho ! " Steventon , that lovely village with its gables and thatched roofs , its white cottage walls set with beams of ...
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Ablington ancient ash tree beautiful Berkshire Bibury birds Burford BURFORD PRIORY catch Chalk Stream Chedworth church Cirencester Coln colour Cotswold district Cotswold Hills Cotswold village cottages covert cricket cubs deep delightful district doubtless earth England Fairford farmers fields fish gallop garden glorious Gloucestershire grass ground half hamlet hand Hatherop horse hounds hundred hunting keeper killed land large number larvæ Lechlade Loch Leven London look lovely manor house may-fly miles never night Northleach old manor house old-fashioned once partridges passed Peregrine peregrine falcon pheasants pleasant plough pounds quaint river River Coln Roman sausingers scent season seen Shakespeare shooting silvery sport sportsman spring squire stand stone Stow-on-the-Wold stwuns tell thou town trees trout stream valley wall week whilst wild wind wood yards
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Page 54 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
Page 418 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. cvi Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Page 243 - As, in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, God save him...
Page 176 - Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!
Page 19 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 271 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page 48 - Hare or a Pheasant: He knocks down a Dinner with his Gun twice or thrice a Week; and by that means lives much cheaper than those who have not so good an Estate as himself. He would be a good Neighbour if he did not destroy so many Partridges: in short, he is a very sensible Man; shoots flying; and has been several times Foreman of the Petty Jury. The other that rides along with him is Tom Touchy, a Fellow famous for taking the Law of every Body.
Page 218 - Memory they survive so long, as saints, as heroes, as gods; they alone surviving, peopling, they alone, the unmeasured solitudes of Time! To thee Heaven, though severe, is not unkind; Heaven is kind, — as a noble Mother; as that Spartan Mother, saying, while she gave her son his shield, "With it, my son, or upon it!
Page 136 - Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did ; " and so, if I might be judge, " God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.
Page 270 - Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Enter Musicians. Come, ho ! and wake Diana with a hymn : With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear And draw her home with music.