History of the Irish Brigades in the Service of France: From the Revolution in Great Britain and Ireland Under James II., to the Revolution in France Under Louis XVI.

Cameron and Ferguson, 1870 - 649 sider

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Side 124 - In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes.
Side 521 - t; I have use for it. Go, leave me. — (Exit Emilia). I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. Trifles, light as air, Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of Holy Writ.
Side 505 - The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talk'd the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.
Side 193 - Born in broad daylight, that th' ungrateful rout May find no room for a remaining doubt ; Truth, which itself is light, does darkness shun, And the true eaglet safely dares the Sun.
Side 572 - But when contending chiefs blockade the throne.. Contracting regal power to stretch their own ; When I behold a factious band agree To call it freedom when themselves are free ; Each wanton judge new penal statutes draw, Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law ; The wealth of climes, where savage nations roam, Pillag'd from slaves to purchase slaves at home.
Side 114 - We were now treading that illustrious island, which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions, whence savage clans and roving barbarians derived the benefits of knowledge., and the blessings of religion. To abstract the mind from all local emotion would be impossible if it were endeavoured, and would be foolish if it were possible. Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity...
Side 67 - Is it not a singular phenomenon, that whilst the sansculotte carcass-butchers and the philosophers of the shambles are pricking their dotted lines upon his hide, and, like the print of the poor ox that we see in the shop-windows at Charing Cross, alive as he is, and thinking no harm in the world, he is divided into rumps, and sirloins, and briskets, and into all sorts of pieces for roasting, boiling, and stewing...
Side 392 - Cameron having assured her that they would not injure her or her little children, or any person whatever, she looked at him for some moments with an air of surprise, and then opened a press, calling out with a loud voice, ' Come out, children ; the gentleman will not eat you.* The children immediately left the press, where she had concealed them, and threw themselves at his feet.
Side 428 - French or Spaniards, will be here first, you know our fate. .... The French are not come, God be thanked! But had 5000 landed in any part of this island a week ago, I verily believe the entire conquest would not have cost them a battle«.
Side 284 - No one can doubt the Duke of Ormond's bravery, but he does not resemble a certain General who led troops to the slaughter to cause a great number of officers to be knocked on the head in a battle or against stone walls, in order to fill his pockets by disposing of their commissions.

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