The Sporting review, ed. by 'Craven'., Volume 27

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John William Carleton

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Page 446 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Page 168 - No, Sir, claret is the liquor for boys ; port for men ; but he who aspires to be a hero (smiling) must drink brandy.
Page 389 - When first the Rhodian's mimic art arrayed The queen of Beauty in her Cyprian shade, The happy master mingled on his piece Each look that charmed him in the fair of Greece. To faultless Nature true, he stole a grace From every finer form and sweeter face ; And as he sojourned on the JEgean isles, Wooed all their love, and treasured all their smiles...
Page 385 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 279 - IT IS a hard and nice subject for a man to write of himself; it grates his own heart to say anything of disparagement, and the reader's ears to hear anything of praise from him.
Page 161 - Power of the jockeys to draw up in a line as far behind the Starting-post as he may think necessary, and any jockey disobeying the orders of the starter, or taking any unfair advantage, shall be punished by fine or suspension, according to the nature and degree of his offence, at the discretion of the Stewards.
Page 118 - The sportsman, however, charging this at nearly full speed, succeeds in getting to the other side, when the bushes close after him and his horse, and there is no more appearance of their transit than if a bird had hopped through.
Page 175 - Among these was Mollyeon, who volunteered to help ; and being a very swift and active fellow, he rendered me important service by holding my fidgety horse's head while I fired and loaded. I then fired six broadsides from the saddle, the elephant charging almost every time, and pursuing us back to the main body in our rear, who fled in all directions as he approached. The sun had now sunk behind the tops of the trees : it would very soon be dark, and the elephant did not seem much distressed, notwithstanding...
Page 174 - My elephant kept crashing along at a steady pace with blood streaming from his wounds ; the dogs which were knocked up with fatigue and thirst no longer barked around him, but had dropped astern. It was long before I again fired, for I was afraid to dismount, and " Sunday " was extremely troublesome. At length I fired sharp right and left from the saddle : he got both balls behind the shoulder and made a long charge after me, rumbling and trumpeting as before. The whole body of the Bamangwato men...
Page 5 - A plate is any prize given to be run for, without any stake being made by the owners of the horses to go to the winner. 6. For a plate, no person can run, either in his own name or in that of any other person...

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