The old forest ranger; or, Wild sports of India on the Neilgherry hills, in the jungles and on the plains |
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... give you a sprig of my charmed heather - bush to stick in your cap . The last time I did so you killed that large tiger which now stands stuffed in the veranda . But as you are so ungrateful as to forget the potency of your little ...
... give you a sprig of my charmed heather - bush to stick in your cap . The last time I did so you killed that large tiger which now stands stuffed in the veranda . But as you are so ungrateful as to forget the potency of your little ...
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... give tongue on the slot of a deer , and get drunk for very joy , if , by any lucky chance , one of the imps succeeds in circumventing a pea - fowl ? Do you suppose , sir , that those noble hounds , which were sent on this morning to the ...
... give tongue on the slot of a deer , and get drunk for very joy , if , by any lucky chance , one of the imps succeeds in circumventing a pea - fowl ? Do you suppose , sir , that those noble hounds , which were sent on this morning to the ...
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... give a tolerable account of this same sounder of hog ; so , gentle- men , the sooner we take our places the better . You , Ishmail , must lead the dogs and beaters round the shoulder of this hill , so as to gain the top of the ravine ...
... give a tolerable account of this same sounder of hog ; so , gentle- men , the sooner we take our places the better . You , Ishmail , must lead the dogs and beaters round the shoulder of this hill , so as to gain the top of the ravine ...
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... give us a good shot . " Then starting to his feet , and waving his cap on high , he shouted across the ravine , with the voice of a Stentor , " Mark ! sir , mark ! below you , and to the right ! " The boar , startled by the sound of a ...
... give us a good shot . " Then starting to his feet , and waving his cap on high , he shouted across the ravine , with the voice of a Stentor , " Mark ! sir , mark ! below you , and to the right ! " The boar , startled by the sound of a ...
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... give me your hand ; you stood up to that old boar like a man ; and the way in which you handled your spear made me forget the disgrace you brought upon my rifle by that first shot of yours . Oh , you young dog , it was a devil of a miss ...
... give me your hand ; you stood up to that old boar like a man ; and the way in which you handled your spear made me forget the disgrace you brought upon my rifle by that first shot of yours . Oh , you young dog , it was a devil of a miss ...
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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...