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... Sandleford boys are about to play Malsan- ger ! " said George Lucas to Horace Selby , " have you a good eleven ? " " Our players are pretty fair , I believe , " replied Horace ; " but the number is short . Both sides have agreed to take ...
... Sandleford boys are about to play Malsan- ger ! " said George Lucas to Horace Selby , " have you a good eleven ? " " Our players are pretty fair , I believe , " replied Horace ; " but the number is short . Both sides have agreed to take ...
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... Sandleford side that evening , as Horace wished , and intended ; for our friend Horace , ardent and keen in every thing , whether sport or study , had set his heart on winning this match , and was very desirous to try the powers of his ...
... Sandleford side that evening , as Horace wished , and intended ; for our friend Horace , ardent and keen in every thing , whether sport or study , had set his heart on winning this match , and was very desirous to try the powers of his ...
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... Sandle- ford common , where the wickets were to be pitched at that hour . On his arrival , Horace found that in spite of ... Sandleford boys on the ground , beside his two foreign allies — a redundancy occasioned , probably , by his over ...
... Sandle- ford common , where the wickets were to be pitched at that hour . On his arrival , Horace found that in spite of ... Sandleford boys on the ground , beside his two foreign allies — a redundancy occasioned , probably , by his over ...
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... wicket , striking his bat rapidly against the ground , in token of impatience . Sandleford trembled at the sight . Even Horace Selby felt the K effect of the fine attitude and the seeming animation , THE YOUNG CRICKETERS . 97.
... wicket , striking his bat rapidly against the ground , in token of impatience . Sandleford trembled at the sight . Even Horace Selby felt the K effect of the fine attitude and the seeming animation , THE YOUNG CRICKETERS . 97.
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... Sandleford in high spirits . Horace bowled better than ever ; Charles made another one - handed catch ; the field- ing was excellent , and the whole eleven were out for twenty - seven notches ! Sandleford then went in : Horace , and at ...
... Sandleford in high spirits . Horace bowled better than ever ; Charles made another one - handed catch ; the field- ing was excellent , and the whole eleven were out for twenty - seven notches ! Sandleford then went in : Horace , and at ...
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Página 52 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head— poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He...
Página 51 - Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing ; Your robes are green and purple — there's a crest upon your head ; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead...
Página 53 - At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den Within his little parlor — but she ne'er came out again! And now, dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed; Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye, And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.
Página 51 - Sweet creature," said the spider, "You're witty and you're wise; How handsome are your gauzy wings, How brilliant are your eyes. I have a little looking-glass Upon my parlor shelf; If you'll step in one moment, dear, You shall behold yourself." "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "For what you're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning, now, I'll call another day.
Página 50 - I do To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you? I have, within my pantry, Good store of all that's nice; I'm sure you're very welcome — Will you please to take a slice?" "O no, no," said the little fly, "Kind sir, that cannot be; I've heard what's in your pantry, And I do not wish to see.
Página 162 - I am lodged in a house that affords me conveniences and comforts which even a king could not command some centuries ago. There are ships crossing the seas in every direction, to bring what is useful to me from all parts of the earth.
Página 51 - said the Spider, ' you're witty and you're wise ; How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes ! I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.' ' I thank you, gentle sir,' she said, ' for what you're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day.
Página 29 - And has he left his birds and flowers; And must I call in vain? And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? " And by the brook and in the glade Are all our wanderings o'er? Oh ! while my brother with me play'd, Would I had loved him more !
Página 49 - Oh, no, no," said the little fly, " to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair, can ne'er come down again.