Dove Dale Revisited: With Other Holiday SketchesS. Low, Marston, 1902 - 130 էջ |
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... Walk on Good Friday by the side of the Herefordshire Wye . VI . ON THE WYE A Comic and a Tragic Story - Chub- Fishing - A Visit to Dorstone and the Dore in the " Golden Valley . " VII . HUNTING FOR FISHING · Fishing in a Wye Preserve ...
... Walk on Good Friday by the side of the Herefordshire Wye . VI . ON THE WYE A Comic and a Tragic Story - Chub- Fishing - A Visit to Dorstone and the Dore in the " Golden Valley . " VII . HUNTING FOR FISHING · Fishing in a Wye Preserve ...
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... walk with my landlord to see Ilam Hall and the lovely scenery surrounding it . The village of Ilam is well worth seeing . It is , as Walton says of one of his Lea scenes , " too pretty to look on but only on holidays . " We saw it on a ...
... walk with my landlord to see Ilam Hall and the lovely scenery surrounding it . The village of Ilam is well worth seeing . It is , as Walton says of one of his Lea scenes , " too pretty to look on but only on holidays . " We saw it on a ...
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... walk . As soon as I saw them , I walked as quietly and as fast as I could , so as not to start him off , but as I got up just near enough to put my hand on the bridle , off he bolted full gallop , Master Bobby clinging like a little man ...
... walk . As soon as I saw them , I walked as quietly and as fast as I could , so as not to start him off , but as I got up just near enough to put my hand on the bridle , off he bolted full gallop , Master Bobby clinging like a little man ...
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... walk down the dales . Ah ! what a delightful walk it was — for me at least - and the others , though they may perhaps have felt the fatigue a little more than I , yet seemed to enjoy it . If the sun did not shine on us , the wind at ...
... walk down the dales . Ah ! what a delightful walk it was — for me at least - and the others , though they may perhaps have felt the fatigue a little more than I , yet seemed to enjoy it . If the sun did not shine on us , the wind at ...
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... walk down this dale was the shriek of a rabbit on the other side of the river . A stoat had seized and was clinging to his throat . One of us threw a stone at him , and the stoat quitted his prey , and 14 " % 7 . i badty of t 通 38 DOVE ...
... walk down this dale was the shriek of a rabbit on the other side of the river . A stoat had seized and was clinging to his throat . One of us threw a stone at him , and the stoat quitted his prey , and 14 " % 7 . i badty of t 通 38 DOVE ...
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AMATEUR ANGLER angling Ashbourne banks beautiful Beresford Dale big trout brace bright BROXBOURNE Bull called cast catch caught CHADSWELL Charles Cotton charming chub COTTON FISHING HOUSE Daisy day's fishing delightful donkey Dorstone Dove Dale Dove Holes drive G. N. Bankart grand hill Hoddesdon holiday hook host Houghton Regis Ilam Hall iron gate Izaak Walton Jack James Thorne landlord Leintwardine look Lover's Leap Manifold Master meadows miles morning October Photo picturesque Pisc Piscator Major pleasant pretty Ragged Robin rain rise river River Dove river Lea river Wye rocks round scenery SCOURING seems seen side Sir Humphry Davy SKETCHES soon stone stream strictly preserved tell Teme Thorpe Cloud told took tree trout and grayling valley Viator walk Walton and Cotton Ware weeds White Horse willow wind WOLFSCOTE BRIDGE yards young
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Էջ 3 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Էջ 105 - No life, my honest scholar, no life so happy and so pleasant as the life of a well-governed Angler ; for when the Lawyer is swallowed up with business, and the Statesman is preventing or contriving plots, then we sit on cowslip-banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silent silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us.
Էջ 111 - Look! under that broad beech-tree I sat down, when I was last this way a-fishing; and the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree near to the brow of that primrose hill.
Էջ 4 - No, Sir ; there is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn.
Էջ 116 - Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service; two dishes, but to one table: that's the end.
Էջ 28 - SACRUM. Why, then, I perceive I have some title here ; for I am one of them, though one of the worst ; and here below it is the cypher too you spoke of, and 't is prettily contrived.
Էջ 17 - In Spain a similar phenomenon is exhibited by the Guadiana ; but it occurs under different circumstances. It disappears for about seven leagues — an effect of the absorbing power of the soil — the intervening space consisting of sandy and marshy grounds, across which the road to Andalusia passes...
Էջ 111 - ... waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat, these and other sights had so fully possessed my soul with content, that I thought, as the poet has happily expressed it, " I was for that time lifted above earth, And possessed joys not promised in my birth.
Էջ 3 - When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway Directs the roving trout this fatal way, He greedily sucks in the twining bait, And tugs and nibbles the fallacious meat: Now, happy fisherman; now twitch the line! How thy rod bends! behold, the prize is thine! Cast on the bank, he dies, with gasping pains, And trickling blood his silver mail distains.
Էջ 52 - Oh my beloved nymph, fair Dove ! Princess of rivers ! how I love Upon thy flowery banks to lie, And view thy silver stream, When gilded by a summer's beam ! And in it, all thy wanton fry, Playing at liberty : And, with my angle, upon them The all of treachery I ever learnt, industriously to try.