The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Bind 88W. Curry, jun., and Company, 1876 |
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Side 33
... lives were lost . A varied line of country brought us to a broad lake reposing beneath a ridge of mountains ; and from its brink , boldly situated upon a lofty rock , rose , massive and strong , the tower called Creggan . A few years ...
... lives were lost . A varied line of country brought us to a broad lake reposing beneath a ridge of mountains ; and from its brink , boldly situated upon a lofty rock , rose , massive and strong , the tower called Creggan . A few years ...
Side 38
... live frisky , And trouble and grief you would mar , I'd advise you to go and drink whisky Along with the sweet Billy Carr . In a room , sir , he keeps a big bottle , Without either crack , flaw , or star , Which is often applied to the ...
... live frisky , And trouble and grief you would mar , I'd advise you to go and drink whisky Along with the sweet Billy Carr . In a room , sir , he keeps a big bottle , Without either crack , flaw , or star , Which is often applied to the ...
Side 42
... lives , their liberties , and their properties . " To many who have known you from your early youth , and ob- served your career to your present position , it appears that your ex- ample should afford a moral lesson to the rising ...
... lives , their liberties , and their properties . " To many who have known you from your early youth , and ob- served your career to your present position , it appears that your ex- ample should afford a moral lesson to the rising ...
Side 50
... live , " answered Jackson . was " I am sure , my dear Jackson , " observed O'Connell , " so pious a man as you are will agree with me , that , if Lucy be unfit to live , he is still more unfit to die . " His great tact and fertile inven ...
... live , " answered Jackson . was " I am sure , my dear Jackson , " observed O'Connell , " so pious a man as you are will agree with me , that , if Lucy be unfit to live , he is still more unfit to die . " His great tact and fertile inven ...
Side 56
... lives in the direction of Rossiena ? " I remarked . " Yes , in the neighbourhood ; but as to her being betrothed to ... live like a prince , and am paid like a court physician . Ah , liberty is the thing , but with that fury of a woman ...
... lives in the direction of Rossiena ? " I remarked . " Yes , in the neighbourhood ; but as to her being betrothed to ... live like a prince , and am paid like a court physician . Ah , liberty is the thing , but with that fury of a woman ...
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Side 314 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Side 660 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head up-lift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Side 275 - Unto the church of God which is at Corinth, to them that are sanctified in Christ Jesus, called to be saints, with all that in every place call upon the name of Jesus Christ our Lord, both theirs and ours: 3 Grace be unto you, and peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
Side 517 - Stuarts' throne; The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorned and poor, He begged his bread from door to door, And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp a king had loved to hear.
Side 89 - My words fly up, my thoughts remain below : Words, without thoughts, never to heaven go.
Side 90 - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Side 89 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence?
Side 682 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Side 519 - Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air; His very foot has music in't As he comes up the stair. And will I see his face again? And will I hear him speak? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought, In troth I'm like to greet!
Side 89 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.