"Spavin" Quotes from Famous Books
... the secret was out. For all the world knew that Spavin was the code-address of the shady and successful trainer at Dewhurst on the Arunvale side of ... — Boy Woodburn - A Story of the Sussex Downs • Alfred Ollivant
... trump, you be,' Peterkin exclaimed, slapping him on the back, 'You've hit it to a dot. That's the 'Lizy Ann, and that there boy is Bije Jones, drivin the old spavin hoss. You or'to hev me somewhere in sight, cussin' the hands as I generally was, and May Jane on deck, hangin' her clothes to dry. Could ... — Tracy Park • Mary Jane Holmes
... new legs, and lame ones. One would take it, That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin Or ... — The Life of Henry VIII • William Shakespeare [Dunlap edition]
... square, you're a trump, you be,' Peterkin exclaimed, slapping him on the back, 'You've hit it to a dot. That's the 'Lizy Ann, and that there boy is Bije Jones, drivin the old spavin hoss. You or'to hev me somewhere in sight, cussin' the hands as I generally was, and May Jane on deck, hangin' her clothes to ... — Tracy Park • Mary Jane Holmes
... your Grace, it hath not reach'd me. I know not wherefore—some mischance of flood, And broken bridge, or spavin'd horse, or wave And wind at their old battle: ... — Queen Mary and Harold • Alfred Lord Tennyson
... as I am, I feel a pleasure in making any person whom I meet on the way put his horse to the full gallop, to keep pace with my trotter. Poor Ethiope! you recollect him, how he was wont to lay back his ears on his arched neck, and push away from all competition. He is done, poor fellow! the spavin spoiled his speed, and he now roams at large upon "my farm at Truro." Mohawk never ... — The Clockmaker • Thomas Chandler Haliburton |