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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... Captain , 60th Rifles . Robertson , William , Esq . , Wood Lodge , County Dublin . Rosenthal , Henry , Esq . , Harcourt Street , Dublin . Rogers , George , Esq . , Mullaghmore , Omagh , Tyrone . Studdart , Captain , Elm Hill , Limerick ...
... Captain , 60th Rifles . Robertson , William , Esq . , Wood Lodge , County Dublin . Rosenthal , Henry , Esq . , Harcourt Street , Dublin . Rogers , George , Esq . , Mullaghmore , Omagh , Tyrone . Studdart , Captain , Elm Hill , Limerick ...
Side 62
... captain , to be the fellow - traveller with his young friend , a lad somewhat of my own age ; so that youth again smoothed down our difficulties . At Mountrath the dinner , the rest , the breakfast , all were good and moderate ; and ...
... captain , to be the fellow - traveller with his young friend , a lad somewhat of my own age ; so that youth again smoothed down our difficulties . At Mountrath the dinner , the rest , the breakfast , all were good and moderate ; and ...
Side 90
... Captain Smith , Skerrett's next in command , and Colonel Gough , had fortunately a different opinion . I must refer those who wish for further detail to the clever and elaborate paper in the magazine I have quoted from . But " the ...
... Captain Smith , Skerrett's next in command , and Colonel Gough , had fortunately a different opinion . I must refer those who wish for further detail to the clever and elaborate paper in the magazine I have quoted from . But " the ...
Side 91
... captain , and from or through whom he gathered many amusing particulars . The militia captain was a sporting character , and a truly noble - hearted fellow ; and having , to an exuberant extent , the impression that idleness is the ...
... captain , and from or through whom he gathered many amusing particulars . The militia captain was a sporting character , and a truly noble - hearted fellow ; and having , to an exuberant extent , the impression that idleness is the ...
Side 95
... captain , with the last of his company , down the bay , to what his orderly , or rather disorderly , factotum , Darby Oonaghan , called a dessolute island . " Oh ! captain darling , " he said , having taken a run over the place while ...
... captain , with the last of his company , down the bay , to what his orderly , or rather disorderly , factotum , Darby Oonaghan , called a dessolute island . " Oh ! captain darling , " he said , having taken a run over the place while ...
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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!