Praise of the Dog...E.P. Dutton & Company, 1902 - 232 pages |
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... sport , and glad to see so many dogs , and more men all in pursuit of the Otter . Let's compliment no longer , but join unto them . Come , honest Venator , let's be gone , let us make haste ; I long to be doing : no reasonable hedge or ...
... sport , and glad to see so many dogs , and more men all in pursuit of the Otter . Let's compliment no longer , but join unto them . Come , honest Venator , let's be gone , let us make haste ; I long to be doing : no reasonable hedge or ...
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... far out az ever they wear . It was a sport very pleazaunt of theeze beastz ; to see the Bear with his pink nyez leering after his enmiez approch , the nimblness and wayt of the Dog too take his avauntage , and the 25.
... far out az ever they wear . It was a sport very pleazaunt of theeze beastz ; to see the Bear with his pink nyez leering after his enmiez approch , the nimblness and wayt of the Dog too take his avauntage , and the 25.
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... sport , and for no more . If so thou wilt , a Collar he will weare ; And when thou list to take it off againe , Unto thy feet hee coucheth downe most faire , As if thy will were all his good and gaine . In fields abroad he lookes unto ...
... sport , and for no more . If so thou wilt , a Collar he will weare ; And when thou list to take it off againe , Unto thy feet hee coucheth downe most faire , As if thy will were all his good and gaine . In fields abroad he lookes unto ...
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... sport of the bull's tossing of the dogs : one into the very boxes . But it is a very rude and nasty pleasure . We had a great many hectors in the same box with us , and one very fine went into the pit , and played his dog for a wager 32.
... sport of the bull's tossing of the dogs : one into the very boxes . But it is a very rude and nasty pleasure . We had a great many hectors in the same box with us , and one very fine went into the pit , and played his dog for a wager 32.
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... sport for a gentleman . Samuel Pepys . Of the Dogge and the Peece of Flesh ( From The Fables of Æsop , in English . Imprinted at London for Andrew Hebb , in 1634 ) HE this Fable . E that coveteth other mens goods , hee oft loseth his ...
... sport for a gentleman . Samuel Pepys . Of the Dogge and the Peece of Flesh ( From The Fables of Æsop , in English . Imprinted at London for Andrew Hebb , in 1634 ) HE this Fable . E that coveteth other mens goods , hee oft loseth his ...
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Alexander Pope auld barcke bark beast beneath bite blood bonny Heck brave breath Bull BULL-BAITING cats Charles Lamb chase Christopher Smart creature cried dead dear death Dog's Dogge door ears EPITAPH ev'ry eyes faithful fate FAUNUS favourite fawning fear feet flock Gêlert gentle George George Crabbe Georges Cuvier grave Greyhound hand hare hath head hear heart Helvellyn Hoggie horn hound hunt Huntsman John John Gay JOHN THROCKMORTON Keeldar kill kind LAP-DOG legs live Llewelyn's look Lord master Mastiff morning ne'er never night nose o'er Odysseus old dog once pack pain poor praise Prodesdan dog puppy race Robert Burns Robert Southey round scent scorn sheep shepherd sleep SPANIEL sport tail tears terrier thee Thesmopolis thine thou thro Tray turn Twas voice wagging walk Walter Savage Landor watched wild William Cowper William Lisle Bowles
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Page 67 - Lo, the poor Indian! Whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Page 112 - The appalled discoverer, with a sigh, Looks round to learn the history. From those abrupt and perilous rocks The man had fallen — that place of fear ! At length upon the shepherd's mind It breaks, and all is clear ; He instantly recalled the name, And who he was and whence he came; Remembered, too, the very day On which the traveller passed this way.
Page 154 - Near this spot Are deposited the Remains Of one Who Possessed Beauty Without Vanity, Strength without Insolence, Courage without Ferocity, And all the Virtues of Man Without his Vices. This Praise, which would be unmeaning flattery If inscribed over Human Ashes, Is but a just tribute to the Memory of "Boatswain," a Dog Who was born at Newfoundland, May, 1803, And died at Newstead Abbey Nov. 18, 1808.
Page 111 - With something, as the Shepherd thinks, Unusual in its cry : Nor is there any one in sight All round, in Hollow or on Height ; Nor Shout, nor whistle strikes his ear ; What is the Creature doing here ? It was a Cove, a huge Recess, That keeps till June December's snow A lofty Precipice in front, A silent Tarn* below...
Page 68 - Yet simple Nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heaven; Some safer world in depth of woods embraced, Some happier island in the watery waste, Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Page 78 - The cheerful haunts of man, to wield the axe And drive the wedge in yonder forest drear, From morn to eve his solitary task.
Page 101 - Oh ! where does faithful Gelert roam? The flower of all his race ; So true, so brave, — a lamb at home, A lion in the chase...
Page 13 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each.
Page 130 - Lakes and mountains beneath me gleamed misty and wide; All was still save by fits, when the eagle was yelling, And starting around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden-edge round the Redtarn was bending, And Catchedicam its left verge was defending, One huge nameless rock in the front was ascending, "When I marked the sad spot where the wanderer had died.
Page 14 - Lear. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me.