The old forest ranger; or, Wild sports of India on the Neilgherry hills, in the jungles and on the plains |
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... covering our scanty locks ; and our stubborn back bending , at length , under the weight of four- score years ; thou wouldst find it hard to credit that this trembling hand , which now can scarcely guide the pen , was wont , of yore ...
... covering our scanty locks ; and our stubborn back bending , at length , under the weight of four- score years ; thou wouldst find it hard to credit that this trembling hand , which now can scarcely guide the pen , was wont , of yore ...
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... covered by a small cap of Astracan fur , and an ammunition - pouch of dressed bear - skin was tightly buckled round his waist by a broad leathern belt , into which was also thrust a hunting - knife of unusual size , with a buckhorn ...
... covered by a small cap of Astracan fur , and an ammunition - pouch of dressed bear - skin was tightly buckled round his waist by a broad leathern belt , into which was also thrust a hunting - knife of unusual size , with a buckhorn ...
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... covered with red hair and freckles , projected several inches beyond the wristbands of his scanty jacket ; and his gaunt misshapen legs terminated in a sort of palmated foot - we can find no other word expressive of its peculiar ...
... covered with red hair and freckles , projected several inches beyond the wristbands of his scanty jacket ; and his gaunt misshapen legs terminated in a sort of palmated foot - we can find no other word expressive of its peculiar ...
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... covered with rust , and not much sharper than the fluke of an anchor . " A small touch of the file would do no harm here , " thought Mansfield , as he felt the point with his finger , and thought of the razor - like edge of his ...
... covered with rust , and not much sharper than the fluke of an anchor . " A small touch of the file would do no harm here , " thought Mansfield , as he felt the point with his finger , and thought of the razor - like edge of his ...
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... covered with a profusion of short curling hair , and the lower part of his face almost concealed by his enormous whiskers and long flowing beard , might serve as models for a bust of Hercules . " " They are indeed a noble race of people ...
... covered with a profusion of short curling hair , and the lower part of his face almost concealed by his enormous whiskers and long flowing beard , might serve as models for a bust of Hercules . " " They are indeed a noble race of people ...
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afore amongst animal appeared auld Ayapah bamboo barrel bear beast beautiful better Bhurmah bison blood boar bound Brahmin brute bushes canna Captain cheroot companions Cotwall cousin cried Mansfield dashed deer devil ears elephant exclaimed Mansfield eyes fcap feel feet fire followed forest Forest Ranger frae ground hand head heard heart Heels honour horse hounds howdah ibex India Ishmail Jemmadar jungle Kamah killed lads laughing look Low Country M'Phee Mahout Maister Charles Mansfield and Charles matchlock maun Miss Kate Mons Meg morning natives Neilgherry Hills never Old Forest old Lorimer Ootacamund panther poor ravine replied Mansfield replied the Doctor rifle roar rock Sahib savage Shikarees shot shoulder side sight smiling spear sport sportsmen stag stood tent thou tiger tigress Todahs trail tree turned venison village watching Watty weapon weel whilst wild wounded young
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Стр. 239 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald : — how profound The gulf ! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent, With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent LXXI.
Стр. 239 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Стр. 130 - It is the moon, I ken her horn, That's blinkin' in the lift sae hie ; She shines sae bright to...
Стр. 240 - Lo ! where it comes like an eternity, As if to sweep down all things in its track, Charming the eye with dread, — a matchless cataract, Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge, From side to side, beneath the glittering morn, An Iris sits, amidst the infernal surge, Like Hope upon a death.bed, and, unworn Its steady dyes, while all around is torn By the distracted waters, bears serene Its brilliant hues with all their beams unshorn : Resembling, 'mid the torture of the scene, Love watching Madness...