Ierne: Or, Anecdotes and Incidents During a Life Chiefly in Ireland. With Notices of People and PlacesPartridge and Company, 1861 - 344 sider |
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Side 12
... appearance , armed horseman had challenged us , not far from Cashel's well - known rock , but whether by accident or purpose , when the carriage - window fell , a dark map - roll , presented at him by my friend , caused the challenger ...
... appearance , armed horseman had challenged us , not far from Cashel's well - known rock , but whether by accident or purpose , when the carriage - window fell , a dark map - roll , presented at him by my friend , caused the challenger ...
Side 21
... appeared to overhang the lonely , wide - spread , silvery- looking ford just by with more than usual solemnity . The newest grave at last was reached , and the required earth was lifted , though not without a horror of the act ; when ...
... appeared to overhang the lonely , wide - spread , silvery- looking ford just by with more than usual solemnity . The newest grave at last was reached , and the required earth was lifted , though not without a horror of the act ; when ...
Side 24
... appearance of plenty and of comfort , with a marvellous cleanliness for a Munster farmstead ; but what a crowd ! They must have cleared the beds away as superfluities ; for , though all was full below , the upper floor seemed destined ...
... appearance of plenty and of comfort , with a marvellous cleanliness for a Munster farmstead ; but what a crowd ! They must have cleared the beds away as superfluities ; for , though all was full below , the upper floor seemed destined ...
Side 28
... appeared badly wanted , for it occurred to us that the Irish dance ( the jig , or moneen ) requiring so little room must have been a consequence of the smallness generally of the accommodation , and the numbers ready to avail themselves ...
... appeared badly wanted , for it occurred to us that the Irish dance ( the jig , or moneen ) requiring so little room must have been a consequence of the smallness generally of the accommodation , and the numbers ready to avail themselves ...
Side 31
... Barcelonas " ) that no Caravat need turn away from , went in to the unfortunate proprietor , dis- appearing in a second , like Basil Hall's butterfly gear in the Pacific . But the poor fellow being thus headed , and his.
... Barcelonas " ) that no Caravat need turn away from , went in to the unfortunate proprietor , dis- appearing in a second , like Basil Hall's butterfly gear in the Pacific . But the poor fellow being thus headed , and his.
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alluded amongst amusing appeared Ballitore beautiful boat boys Brandon Mountain Bridge brought Bunting called captain Carlow Cashel Castle Castleconnel chapter charm cheer Clonmel coach Connemara County Limerick Croagh Patrick crowded Curran dancing doubt Dublin embankment excitement fair feeling feet fellow Foynes gallant Galway harbour heard heart height Hibernian hill honour horse hour humour hunting huntsman IERNE Ireland Irish Island Kilkenny ladies lads land light Limerick London look Lord miles Morgan morning mountain Murrisk Abbey Mutton Island Myshall nearly never night noble o'er packet Paddy Palace of Parliament passed passengers pier railway ride road rock Rock of Cashel round sailor scarcely scene shore side Sing tarala sketch smile song soon station Street thing thought Tipperary town Tullow Waterford Westport Wexford wind words
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Side 92 - For, oh, if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this ! There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ; One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss : And oh...
Side 266 - 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 6 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell...
Side 135 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid...
Side 135 - If thou wouldst stay e'en as thou art, All cold, and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been...
Side 149 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all ' Guilty, guilty ! '. I shall despair.
Side 295 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things. And with childlike, credulous affection We behold their tender buds expand ; Emblems of our own great resurrection, Emblems of the bright and better land.
Side 135 - And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again, And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain. But, when I speak, thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid, And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead.
Side 60 - ... sweet desires, Mingling the meek and vestal fires Of other worlds with all the bliss, The fond, weak tenderness of this ! A soul, too, more than half divine, Where, through some shades of earthly feeling, Religion's...
Side 110 - Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam ? the flower of all his race ! so true, so brave ! a lamb at home — a lion in the chase!