While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn, Cheerly rouse the slumb'ring morn
While the cock with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin And to the stack, or the barn door, Stoutly struts his dames before Oft list'ning how the hounds and horn, Cheerly rouse the slumb'ring morn
This beast went to the well and drank, and the noise was in the beast's belly like unto the questing of thirty couple hounds, but all the while the beast drank there was no noise in the beast's belly.
Corzine is seen as being as clean as a hound's tooth. It tarnishes him a little bit, but I don't think it's the kind of thing that will be decisive in the campaign.
This said, she hasteth to a myrtle grove,
Musing the morning is so much o'erworn,
And yet she hears no tidings of her love:
She hearkens for his hounds and for his horn:
Anon she hears them chant it lustily,
And all in haste she coasteth to the cry.
Sometime he runs among a flock of sheep,
To make the cunning hounds mistake their smell,
And sometime where earth-delving conies keep,
To stop the loud pursuers in their yell,
And sometime sorteth with a herd of deer;
Danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear:
And his own thoughts, along that rugged way Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
The greatest miracle of the Bible is that the prophets of Israel could keep a religion as clean as a hounds tooth amid all the corruption and idolatry of the nations surrounding them.
When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fill the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain.
When the bombing started, we immediately lost power, so we thought we wouldn't be able to broadcast. But then Holliman went to our equipment and just switched out the batteries, and we were able to communicate for several days like that with the hounds of hell falling on our heads.
Seeing you sleeping peacefully on your back among your stuffed ducks, bears and basset hounds, would remind me that no matter how good the next day might be, certain moments were gone forever because we could not go backwards in time.
We're always on the side of the animal that's being chased. We always seem to be on the side of the rabbit or the fox and not on the side of the hounds.
I showed my mom the movie then I told her the movie got bought and that it was gonna be shown in theatres and be on video. Everyone was really psyched about it. Everyone in my little town of hounds started to call me movie star.
The dusky night rides down the sky, And ushers in the morn The hounds all join in glorious cry, The huntsman winds his horn And a-hunting we will go.
My hounds they bay unto the death,
The buck has couched beyond the burn,
My love she waits at her window
To wash my hands when I return.
All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.
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