Wolf-hunting and Wild Sport in Lower BrittanyChapman and Hall, 1875 - Всего страниц: 325 |
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afterwards animal Armorica Barbe-bleu beast birds blood boar bouillabaisse braconnier Breton Breton language brought brute Cæsar Callac Carhaix chase chasse chasseurs Concarneau coup-de-grâce couple of hounds cover danger dashed day's dogs doubtless drag Dualt ears English foxhound favour fire fish followed forest French gendarmes Gourin grand granite ground hand hard head heather Hermitage horn horse hour hunting instantly kennel Kergoorlas Kergoorlas's Keryfan killed Kilvern land leagues least legs length less Locrist looked Louis Trefarreg Louvetier Louvetier's Lower Brittany Marseillier matter minutes Morlaix morning never night occasion once Owen Mawr pack party peasantry peasants pigs piqueur Pleyben Prix's probably Quimper Quimperlé red-leg rest rocks rocky Rosporden Rostrenen roused sabots Scaër scarcely scent Shafto shooting shot side sight soon sport spot stood tongue town Trefranc turned valley Villemarqué whole wild wolf wolf-hunting wolves woodcock yards
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Стр. 221 - They stop, they start, they snuff the air, Gallop a moment here and there, Approach, retire, wheel round and round, Then plunging back with sudden bound...
Стр. 178 - Indeed a rich and savoury stew 'tis; And true philosophers, methinks, Who love all sorts of natural beauties Should love good victuals and good drinks. And Cordelier or Benedictine Might gladly, sure, his lot embrace, Nor find a fast-day too afflicting Which served him up a Bouillabaisse. I wonder if the house still there is? Yes, here the lamp is, as before; The smiling red-cheeked "ecaillere" is Still opening oysters at the door.
Стр. 46 - BAWDIN. *HE feathered songster chanticleer Had wound his bugle horn, And told the early villager The coming of the morn. King Edward saw the ruddy streaks Of light eclipse the gray ; And heard the raven's croaking throat Proclaim the fated day. "Thou'rt right," quoth he, "for, by the God That sits enthroned on high ! Charles Bawdin, and his fellows twain, To-day shall surely die.
Стр. 112 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta : never did I hear Such gallant chiding ; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Стр. 217 - A Sunday well spent brings a week of content, And strength for the toils of the morrow ; But a Sunday profaned, whate'er may be gained, Is the certain forerunner of sorrow.
Стр. 110 - The wind's last breath had tossed in air, Pennon, and plaid, and plumage fair, — The next but swept a lone...
Стр. 221 - With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils never stretch'd by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks unscarr'd by spur or rod, A thousand horse, the wild, the free, Like waves that follow o'er the sea, Came thickly thundering on...
Стр. 112 - We will, fair queen, up to the mountain's top, And mark the musical confusion Of hounds and echo in conjunction.