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... feel anxious to avail myself of this latest and only op- portunity of adorning my pages with a name , con- secrated by unshaken public principle , and the most undoubted and various talents . While Ireland ranks you among the firmest of ...
... feel anxious to avail myself of this latest and only op- portunity of adorning my pages with a name , con- secrated by unshaken public principle , and the most undoubted and various talents . While Ireland ranks you among the firmest of ...
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... feeling of her daughters , may there be found ; and Collins , when he denominated his Ori- ental his Irish Eclogues , was not aware how true , at least , was a part of his parallel . Your imagina- tion will create a warmer sun , and ...
... feeling of her daughters , may there be found ; and Collins , when he denominated his Ori- ental his Irish Eclogues , was not aware how true , at least , was a part of his parallel . Your imagina- tion will create a warmer sun , and ...
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... feel- 20 " Feel - to the rising bosom's inmost core , " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? " No dread of death - if with us die our foes- " Save that it seems even duller than repose : " Come when it will - we snatch the life of life ...
... feel- 20 " Feel - to the rising bosom's inmost core , " Its hope awaken and its spirit soar ? " No dread of death - if with us die our foes- " Save that it seems even duller than repose : " Come when it will - we snatch the life of life ...
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... feel remorse , And thought the voice of wrath a sacred call , To pay the injuries of some on all . He knew himself a villain - but he deemed The rest no better than the thing he seemed ; And scorned the best as hypocrites who hid Those ...
... feel remorse , And thought the voice of wrath a sacred call , To pay the injuries of some on all . He knew himself a villain - but he deemed The rest no better than the thing he seemed ; And scorned the best as hypocrites who hid Those ...
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... feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer at others as beguiled By passions worthy of a fool or child ; Yet ' gainst that passion vainly still he strove , And even in him it asks the name of Love ! 280 Yes , it was love ...
... feeling would not yet depart ; Oft could he sneer at others as beguiled By passions worthy of a fool or child ; Yet ' gainst that passion vainly still he strove , And even in him it asks the name of Love ! 280 Yes , it was love ...
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Side 9 - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, " Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, " Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, " Survey our empire and behold our home ! " These are our realms, no limits to their sway — 5 " Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Side 81 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Side 20 - Whose name appals the fiercest of his crew, And tints each swarthy cheek with sallower hue ; Still sways their souls with that commanding art That dazzles, leads, yet chills the vulgar hearL What is that spell, that thus his lawless train Confess and envy, yet oppose in vain?
Side 118 - Oh ! o'er the eye death most exerts his might, And hurls the spirit from her throne of light ! Sinks those blue orbs in that long last eclipse, But spares, as yet, the charm around her lips...
Side 138 - A high demeanour, and a glance that took Their thoughts from others by a single look ; And that sarcastic levity of tongue, The stinging of a heart the world hath stung...
Side 179 - Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. Man has another day to swell the past, And lead him near to little, but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Side 154 - A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped By choice the perils he by chance escaped; But 'scaped in vain, for in...
Side 22 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Side 10 - Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried, And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide, The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play, That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
Side 137 - Left by his sire, too young such loss to know, Lord of himself; - that heritage of woe, That fearful empire which the human breast But holds to rob the heart within of rest!