American Turf Register and Sporting Magazine, Volume 1

J.S. Skinner, 1830

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Página 25 - 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.
Página 92 - And he. saw the lean dogs beneath the wall Hold o'er the dead their carnival...
Página 25 - 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. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage : neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha ! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
Página 48 - One pint of drying oil, two ounces of yellow wax, two ounces of turpentine, and half an ounce of ^Burgundy pitch, melted carefully over a slow fire.
Página 129 - His inward habits ; the vain babbler shun, Ever loquacious, ever in the wrong ; His foolish offspring shall offend thy ears With false alarms, and loud impertinence. Nor less the shifting cur avoid, that breaks Illusive from the pack ; to the next hedge ; Devious he strays, there ev'ry roeuse he tries, If haply then he cross the steaming scent.
Página 130 - His vex'd associates pant, and lab'ring strain To climb the steep ascent. Soon as they reach Th' insulting boaster, his false courage fails, Behind he lags, doom'd to the fatal noose, His master's hate, and scorn of all the field.
Página 24 - Lapithse to chariots add the state Of bits and bridles; taught the steed to bound ; To run the ring, and trace the mazy round. To stop, to fly, the rules of war to know : T' obey the rider, and to dare the foe.
Página 457 - • trade, In a belt at your shoulders must dangle ; For none e'er was so vain To wear this to disdain Who a true brother was of the angle. Next pouch must not fail, Stuff'd as full as a mail.
Página 295 - Let gay ones and great Make the most of their fate, From pleasure to pleasure they run : Well, who cares a jot, I envy them not, While I have my dog and my gun.
Página 457 - Away to the brook, All your tackle out-look, Here's a day that is worth a year's wishing. See that all things be right, For 'twould be a spite To want tools when a man goes a-fishing.

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