Irish Literature, Bind 7Justin McCarthy, Maurice Francis Egan, Charles Welsh, Douglas Hyde, Lady Gregory, James Jeffrey Roche J. D. Morris, 1904 - 4126 sider |
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Side 2430
... tell only in times of commotion and dan- ger , and the voice must be the voice of a believer . Be the subject what it may , no skeptic can so treat it that his lan- guage rises into oratory . The skeptic may be a supreme debater , but ...
... tell only in times of commotion and dan- ger , and the voice must be the voice of a believer . Be the subject what it may , no skeptic can so treat it that his lan- guage rises into oratory . The skeptic may be a supreme debater , but ...
Side 2434
... tell definite things that bring clear impressions into the mind . All that these impressions ought to signify we find in the glowing lyrical tribute into which they were subsequently elaborated , but it may well be doubted if to any but ...
... tell definite things that bring clear impressions into the mind . All that these impressions ought to signify we find in the glowing lyrical tribute into which they were subsequently elaborated , but it may well be doubted if to any but ...
Side 2435
... tell us the rule by which we shall go ; assert the law of Ireland , declare the liberty of the land . I will not be answered by a public lie in the shape of an amendment ; neither , speaking of the subject's freedom , am I to hear of ...
... tell us the rule by which we shall go ; assert the law of Ireland , declare the liberty of the land . I will not be answered by a public lie in the shape of an amendment ; neither , speaking of the subject's freedom , am I to hear of ...
Side 2449
... Tell me , for you were there ! " 1 This outburst , on February 22 , 1837 , may possibly be looked upon by many as the close of the vehement oratory which began nearly a century before ; and in that century only two Catholics - O'Connell ...
... Tell me , for you were there ! " 1 This outburst , on February 22 , 1837 , may possibly be looked upon by many as the close of the vehement oratory which began nearly a century before ; and in that century only two Catholics - O'Connell ...
Side 2469
... tell us that you were about to write a Natural History ? " said Garrick . " Well , I remarked that I had got paid for doing so- that's not just the same thing , " laughed Goldsmith . " Ah , the money is in hand ; the Natural History is ...
... tell us that you were about to write a Natural History ? " said Garrick . " Well , I remarked that I had got paid for doing so- that's not just the same thing , " laughed Goldsmith . " Ah , the money is in hand ; the Natural History is ...
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Adamnan ancient asked battle beautiful born Burke called Catherine Catholic cause CHARLES STEWART PARNELL corn laws County Clare Cuculain dark dear death Doneraile Douglas Hyde Dublin Edain emancipation England English Erinn EUGENE O'CURRY eyes face father feel Finnachta give glory Goldsmith hand head hear heart heaven honor Ireland Irish Irish language James Johnson King Lady Morgan Lady Rackett land liberty light living look Lord Lord Beaconsfield ment mind nation never night O'Brien O'Connell o'er Ogygia once Paddy Parliament Parnell Peter Phelan Pockrich poems poor priest Rackett religion Reverend Mother round Ruadhan Sarsfield smile Sœur Thérèse soldiers song soul speech spirit story sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion told took turned voice WILLIAM SMITH O'BRIEN word young
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Side 2535 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
Side 2535 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he loved ne'er...
Side 2523 - BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Side 2527 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Side 2571 - I am persuaded that this is a righteous judgment of God upon these barbarous wretches, who have imbrued their hands in so much innocent blood ; and that it will tend to prevent the effusion of blood for the future. Which are the satisfactory grounds to such actions, which otherwise cannot but work remorse and regret.
Side 2586 - I never more shall see my own, my native land : Take a message and a token to some distant friends of mine, For I was born at Bingen — at Bingen on the Rhine.
Side 2532 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Side 2528 - When I remember all The friends so linked together, I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Side 2533 - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps. And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Side 2539 - When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; And every flower the summer wreathes Is born beneath that kindling eye. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.