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This is the purest exercise of health,
The kind refresher of the summer-heats ;
Nor, when cold winter keens the brightening

Would I weak-shivering linger on the brink.
Thus life redoubles, and is oft preserved,
By the bold swimmer, in the swift elapse
Of accident disastrous. Hence the limbs
Knit into force; and the same Roman arm,
That rose victorious o'er the conquered earth,
First learned, while tender, to subdue the wave.
Even from the body's purity, the mind
Receives a secret sympathetic aid.


Roguish archers, I'll be bound,
Little heeding whom they wound;
See them, with capricious pranks,
Ploughing now the drifted banks ;
Jingle, jingle, mid the glee
Who among them cares for me?
Jingle, jingle, on they go,
Capes and bonnets white with snow,
Not a single robe they fold
To protect them from the cold ;
Jingle, jingle, mid the storm,
Fun and frolic keep them warm ;
Jingle, jingle, down the hills,
O'er the meadows, past the mills,
Now 't is slow, and now 't is fast;
Winter will not always last.
Jingle, jingle, clear the way!
'Tis the merry, merry sleigh.


OUR SKATER BELLE. Along the frozen lake she comes

In linking crescents, light and fleet; The ice-imprisoned Undine hums

A welcome to her little feet.

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On his bold visage middle age
Had slightly pressed his signet sage,
Yet had not quenched the open truth,
And fiery vehemence of youth ;
Forward and frolic glet was there,
| The will to do, the soul to dare,
The sparkling glance, soon blown to fire
Of hasty love or headlong ire.
The Lady of the Lake, Cant, i.

SCOTT. Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry food, And swim to yonder point ? — Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, | And bade him follow. | Fulius Casar, Act i. Sc. 2.






Through thick and thin, both over bank and bush, Hunting is the noblest exercise,
In hope her to attain by hook or crook.

Makes men laborious, active, wise,
Faërie Queene, Book iii. Cant. i.

Brings health, and doth the spirits delight,

It helps the hearing and the sight; The intent and not the deed

It teacheth arts that never slip Is in our power; and therefore who dares greatly The memory

aly | The memory, good horsemanship, Does greatly.

Search, sharpness, courage and defence, Barbarossa.


| And chaseth all ill habits hence. Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, Masques.

BEN JONSON. safety. King Henry IV. Part 1. Act ii. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

My hoarse-sounding horn

Invites thee to the chase, the sport of kings; “You fool! I tell you no one means you harm.” Image of war without its guilt. “So much the better,” Juan said, “ for them." The Chase. Don Juan.


Contusion hazarding of neck or spine,

Which rural gentlemen call sport divine.
Needless Alarm.

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly armed,

My hawk is tired of perch and hood, Rise from the ground like feathered Mercury,

My idle greyhound loathes his food, And vaulted with such èase into his seat,

My horse is weary of his stall, As if an angel dropped down from the clouds,

And I am sick of captive thrall. To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus,

I wish I were as I have been And witch the world with noble horsemanship.

| Hunting the hart in forests green, King Henry IV., Part 1. Act iv. Sc. I. SHAKESPEARE.

With bended bow and bloodhound free, “Stand, Bayard, stand!” The steed obeyed,

For that's the life is meet for me ! With arching neck and bended head,

Lay of the Imprisoned Huntsman: The Lady of the Lake, Cant. vi.

SCOTT. And glancing eye, and quivering ear, As if he loved his lord to hear.

The healthy huntsman, with a cheerful horn, No foot Fitz-James in stirrup staid,

Summons the dogs and greets the dappled morn. No grasp upon the saddle laid,

Rural Sports.

J. GAY. But wreathed his left hand in the mane, And lightly bounded from the plain,

Why, let the strucken deer go weep, Turned on the horse his armed heel,

The hart ungallèd play ; And stirred his courage with the steel.

For some must watch, while some must sleep; Bounded the fiery steed in air,

Thus runs the world away. The rider sate erect and fair,

Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. 2.

SHAKESPEARE. Then, like a bolt from steel cross-bow Forth launched, along the plain they go.

SHOOTING. The Lady of the Lake, Cant. v.


See from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, After many strains and heaves,

And mounts exulting on triumphant wings; He got up to the saddle eaves,

Short is his joy; he feels the fiery wound, From whence he vaulted into th' seat

Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. With so much vigor, strength, and heat,

Windsor Forest.
That he had almost tumbled over
With his own weight, but did recover,

But as some muskets so contrive it,
By laying holił of tail and mane,

As oft to miss the mark they drive at, Which oft he used instead of rein.

And though well aimed at duck or plover, Hudibras.


Bear wide, and kick their owners over.
McFingal, Cant. i.

Better to hunt in fields for health unbought,

Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it
The wise for cure on exercise depend;

With lusty sinews, throwing it aside,
God never made his work for man to mend. | And stemming it with hearts of controversy.
Cymon and Iphigenia.
DRYDEN. 1 Fulius Cæsar, Act i. Sc. 2.



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But Kirkope I'Hall had this from there often
When the fea Groer water diad

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