The Irish Quarterly Review, Bind 6,Del 1W. B. Kelly, 1856 |
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Side 137
... doubt , ) we cannot bring ourselves to admit the justice of a conclusion , which is so sophistically deduced . For , conceding the worthiness of the object in contemplation , we utterly deny the existence of any conformity between that ...
... doubt , ) we cannot bring ourselves to admit the justice of a conclusion , which is so sophistically deduced . For , conceding the worthiness of the object in contemplation , we utterly deny the existence of any conformity between that ...
Side 155
... doubt , the doctor's experience was " passing strange . " 66 My journeyings were brought to Jericho , Thus I resume . Who studious in our art Shall count a little labour unrepaid ? I have shed sweat enough , left flesh and bone On many ...
... doubt , the doctor's experience was " passing strange . " 66 My journeyings were brought to Jericho , Thus I resume . Who studious in our art Shall count a little labour unrepaid ? I have shed sweat enough , left flesh and bone On many ...
Side 161
... doubt ( unless for its novelty ) whether a speech by any of the three , on some great subject , such as the restoration of Polish Independence , would attract as large an assemblage as a display of Cochin China hens ! Our great prose ...
... doubt ( unless for its novelty ) whether a speech by any of the three , on some great subject , such as the restoration of Polish Independence , would attract as large an assemblage as a display of Cochin China hens ! Our great prose ...
Side 170
... doubt , ' said I , we do not name people on sight without previous knowledge . ' Bah ! ' said he , it is pure instinct . ' " The road to political eminence being closed , and the pursuit of law being distasteful , nothing remains but ...
... doubt , ' said I , we do not name people on sight without previous knowledge . ' Bah ! ' said he , it is pure instinct . ' " The road to political eminence being closed , and the pursuit of law being distasteful , nothing remains but ...
Side 180
... doubts of you , your offers sound so strange . A poet indeed ! you might as well offer me a serpent to be warmed in my bosom . A poet to deprive me of my living ! to steal my eglantines , and reduce me to a dry crust ! Ahl Nepomucene ...
... doubts of you , your offers sound so strange . A poet indeed ! you might as well offer me a serpent to be warmed in my bosom . A poet to deprive me of my living ! to steal my eglantines , and reduce me to a dry crust ! Ahl Nepomucene ...
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Side 333 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 333 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Side 333 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Side 630 - ... of bread and wine into the body and blood of Christ at or after the consecration thereof by any person whatsoever; and that the invocation or adoration of the Virgin Mary or any other saint and the sacrifice of the mass, as they are now used in the Church of Rome, are superstitious and idolatrous.
Side 141 - But he heeded not, nor heard them, For his thoughts were with the red deer; On their tracks his eyes were fastened, Leading downward to the river, To the ford across the river, And as one in slumber walked he.
Side 723 - Master of the court, as such judge shall appoint, to show cause why he should not pay the judgment creditor the debt due from him to the judgment debtor, or so much thereof as may be sufficient to satisfy the judgment debt.
Side 630 - Him or Them : And I do faithfully promise to maintain, support, and defend, to the utmost of my Power, the Succession of the Crown, which Succession, by an Act, intituled An Act for the further Limitation of the Crown, and better securing the Rights and Liberties of the Subject...
Side 139 - Should you ask me, whence these stories, Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations, As of thunder in the mountains. I should answer, I should tell you: "From the forests and the prairies, From the great lakes of the Northland, From the land of the Ojibways...
Side 331 - Go, forget me — why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling ? Go. forget me — and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile — though I shall not be near thee, Sing, though I shall never hear thee; May thy soul with pleasure shine Lasting as the gloom of mine.
Side 630 - I, AB, do swear that I do from my heart abhor, detest, and abjure as impious and heretical, that damnable doctrine and position that princes excommunicated or deprived by the pope, or any authority of the see of Rome, may be deposed or murdered by their subjects, or any other whatsoever. And I do declare that no foreign prince, person, prelate, state, or potentate hath, or ought to have, any jurisdiction, power, superiority, preeminence, or authority, ecclesiastical or spiritual, within this realm...