"With fearless pride I say That she is healthful, fleet, and strong And down the rocks will leap along, Like rivulets in May." Along a beautiful Devonshire lane, with banks of rock overhung by tall bowery hedges, rode a lively and merry pair, now laughing and talking, now summoning by call or whistle the spaniel that ran by their side, or careered through the fields within the hedge.…
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