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... grass will not grow under their wide - spreading foliage . It is only in the parks and woodlands that the real glory of the timber remains . And now we may notice what a splendid hunting country is this Berkshire vale . The fields are ...
... grass will not grow under their wide - spreading foliage . It is only in the parks and woodlands that the real glory of the timber remains . And now we may notice what a splendid hunting country is this Berkshire vale . The fields are ...
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... grass , and left to look after himself for the rest of his days ! Those were grand old times when the Berkshire , Gloucestershire , and Somersetshire men amused them- selves by cracking each other's heads and cudgel- playing for a gold ...
... grass , and left to look after himself for the rest of his days ! Those were grand old times when the Berkshire , Gloucestershire , and Somersetshire men amused them- selves by cracking each other's heads and cudgel- playing for a gold ...
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... grass sweeping down to the edge of the river , some hundred yards away . Beyond the river again more grass , but of a wilder description , where the rabbits are scudding about or listening with pricked ears ; and in the background a ...
... grass sweeping down to the edge of the river , some hundred yards away . Beyond the river again more grass , but of a wilder description , where the rabbits are scudding about or listening with pricked ears ; and in the background a ...
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... grass so green and fresh looking , except in certain parts of Ireland . But the wild flowers by the silent river ... grasses and forget - me - nots were there too , not only among the sword - flags and the tall fescue - grasses by the ...
... grass so green and fresh looking , except in certain parts of Ireland . But the wild flowers by the silent river ... grasses and forget - me - nots were there too , not only among the sword - flags and the tall fescue - grasses by the ...
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... grass fields and stubbles are generally as dry as a bone . There is but a small percentage of clay in the soil , but a good deal of lime , and five inches down is the hard rock ; therefore this light , stony soil never holds the rain ...
... grass fields and stubbles are generally as dry as a bone . There is but a small percentage of clay in the soil , but a good deal of lime , and five inches down is the hard rock ; therefore this light , stony soil never holds the rain ...
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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.