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Side 6
... many years ago , a young man went into a district to keep a school , and before
he had been there a week , inany persons came to see him , and kindly told him
that there was one boy in the school whom it would be necessary to whip every ...
... many years ago , a young man went into a district to keep a school , and before
he had been there a week , inany persons came to see him , and kindly told him
that there was one boy in the school whom it would be necessary to whip every ...
Side 7
... Rathowen , was surrounded by a large party of the Molly Maguires , whilst
shooting on a bog in the deliver up his fowling - piece . This he refused
neighbourhood of Carrick - on - Shannon , last week , and ordered to LOVE IS
POWER .
... Rathowen , was surrounded by a large party of the Molly Maguires , whilst
shooting on a bog in the deliver up his fowling - piece . This he refused
neighbourhood of Carrick - on - Shannon , last week , and ordered to LOVE IS
POWER .
Side 8
The gallant captain and true sportsman , it appeared , was on the bog a week
previously , and “ convenient ” to the hut of this poor man ( whose wife was in her
confinement at the time ) . He requested that the captain would not fire “
convenient ...
The gallant captain and true sportsman , it appeared , was on the bog a week
previously , and “ convenient ” to the hut of this poor man ( whose wife was in her
confinement at the time ) . He requested that the captain would not fire “
convenient ...
Side 10
As to the convicts , there was a certain quantity of work which , by the government
regulations , they must . do in a given time ; and this may be given to them by the
day , week , or month , as you pleased , and they must be paid a certain price ...
As to the convicts , there was a certain quantity of work which , by the government
regulations , they must . do in a given time ; and this may be given to them by the
day , week , or month , as you pleased , and they must be paid a certain price ...
Side 11
myself very ill qualified to act as your overseer were I to have a man or two
flogged every week . Besides the horrible inhumanity of the practice , the loss of a
man ' s week or fortnight ' s work will not be a trifle in the year , at twelve and ...
myself very ill qualified to act as your overseer were I to have a man or two
flogged every week . Besides the horrible inhumanity of the practice , the loss of a
man ' s week or fortnight ' s work will not be a trifle in the year , at twelve and ...
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Side 25 - CALL it not vain: — they do not err, Who say that when the poet dies Mute Nature mourns her worshipper And celebrates his obsequies; Who say tall cliff and cavern lone For the departed bard make moan ; That mountains weep in crystal rill; That flowers in tears of balm distil; Through his loved groves that breezes sigh, And oaks in deeper groan reply, 10 And rivers teach their rushing wave To murmur dirges round his grave.
Side 22 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ? What mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand...
Side 8 - E'en the slight harebell raised its head, Elastic from her airy tread : What though upon her speech there hung The accents of the mountain tongue — Those silver sounds, so soft, so dear, The listener held his breath to hear.
Side 30 - Is this thy voice, my son David ? " And Saul lifted up his voice, and wept. And he said to David, " Thou art more righteous than I : for thou hast rewarded me good, whereas I have rewarded thee evil. And thou hast shewed this day how that thou hast dealt well with me : forasmuch as when the Lord had delivered me into thine hand, thou killedst me not. For if a man find his enemy, will he let him go well away? wherefore the Lord reward thee good for that thou hast done unto me this day.
Side 21 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Side 21 - The Lay of the Last Minstrel, Marmion, and The Lady of the Lake taken together.
Side 1 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
Side 5 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow A ministering angel thou...
Side 5 - Ever, he said, that, close and near, A lady's voice was in his ear, And that the priest he could not hear ; For that she ever sung, " In the lost battle, borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle with groans of the dying...
Side 2 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?