School Days at RugbyTicknor and Fields, 1860 - 405 pagina's |
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Pagina 13
... miles , more or less , from the line . The highest point in the range is the White Horse Hill , which you come in front of just before you stop at the Shrivenham station . If you love English scenery and have a few hours to spare , you ...
... miles , more or less , from the line . The highest point in the range is the White Horse Hill , which you come in front of just before you stop at the Shrivenham station . If you love English scenery and have a few hours to spare , you ...
Pagina 14
... miles , there is enough of interest and beauty to last any reasonable man his life . I believe this to be the case almost throughout the country , but each has its special attraction , and none can be richer than the one I am speaking ...
... miles , there is enough of interest and beauty to last any reasonable man his life . I believe this to be the case almost throughout the country , but each has its special attraction , and none can be richer than the one I am speaking ...
Pagina 15
... miles off , or what the hog - bean and wood - sage are good for . And as for the country legends , the stories of the old gable - ended farm - houses , the place where the last skirmish was fought in the civil wars , where the parish ...
... miles off , or what the hog - bean and wood - sage are good for . And as for the country legends , the stories of the old gable - ended farm - houses , the place where the last skirmish was fought in the civil wars , where the parish ...
Pagina 16
... miles and miles , when pushed out some fine November morning by the Old Berk- shire . Those who have been there , and well mounted , only know how he , and the stanch little pack who dash after him , heads high and sterns low , with a ...
... miles and miles , when pushed out some fine November morning by the Old Berk- shire . Those who have been there , and well mounted , only know how he , and the stanch little pack who dash after him , heads high and sterns low , with a ...
Pagina 17
... mile . One of the moralists whom we sat under in my youth , was it the great Richard Swiveller , or Mr. Stiggins ? says , " we are born in a vale , and must take the consequences of being found in such a situation . " These consequences ...
... mile . One of the moralists whom we sat under in my youth , was it the great Richard Swiveller , or Mr. Stiggins ? says , " we are born in a vale , and must take the consequences of being found in such a situation . " These consequences ...
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ain't amongst Arthur backswording ball BATTLE OF ASHDOWN beat em began Benjy big boys BLOWING STONE Brown bullying called calling-over catch cheers close coach comes cricket Diggs Doctor door Dunchurch East East's eyes fags farmer feel fellow fifth-form fight fire Flashman football give goal guard half half-year hall hand head heart hoora horses keep kick legs lesson look lower-fourth Martin master match miles mind minute morning never night old boy old Brooke Pig and Whistle play players-up poor præpostor pull rest round Rugby rush school-house boys scrummage shouts side sixth-form boy small boys soon sort Squire stand stop supper Tadpole talk tell there's thing thought Tom Brown Tom's turn Vale village walked White Horse Hill whole Willum young Brooke
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Pagina 331 - In this thing the LORD pardon thy servant, that when my master goeth into the house of Rimmon to worship there, and he leaneth on my hand, and I bow myself in the house of Rimmon: when I bow down myself in the house of Rimmon, the LORD pardon thy servant in this thing.
Pagina 364 - But O blithe breeze! and O great seas, Though ne'er, that earliest parting past, On your wide plain they join again, Together lead them home at last. One port, methought. alike they sought, One purpose hold where'er they fare, — O bounding breeze. O rushing seas! At last, at last, unite them there!
Pagina 227 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Pagina 342 - The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Pagina 152 - ... command, and, let who would yield or make truce, would fight the fight out (so every boy felt) to the last gasp and the last drop of blood. Other sides of his character might take hold of and influence boys here and there, but it was this thoroughness and undaunted courage which, more than anything else, won his way to the hearts of the great mass of those on whom he left his mark, and made them believe first in him, and then in his Master.
Pagina 335 - And when they went, I heard the noise of their wings, like the noise of great waters, as the voice of the Almighty, the voice of speech, as the noise of an host: when they stood, they let down their wings.
Pagina 78 - Shall I tell him to mind his work, and say he's sent to school to make himself a good scholar ? Well, but he isn't sent to school for that — at any rate, not for that mainly. I don't care a straw for Greek particles, or the digamma ; no more does his mother. What is he sent to school for ? The
Pagina 375 - the birthright of British boys old and young, as habeas corpus and trial by jury are of British men." "The discipline and reliance on one another which it teaches is so valuable, I think," went on the master, " it ought to be such an unselfish game.
Pagina 335 - And they went every one straight forward : whither the spirit was to go, they went ; and they turned not when they went.
Pagina 278 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...