The Falcon Family; Or, Young Ireland: In One Volume..Chapman and Hall, 1845 - 348 strán (strany) |
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... Irish Branch So- ciety for the Conversion of Polish Jews . His employers had generally a high opinion of his talents for a month , or so , but they usually got tired of him before the end of a second ; and if they did not , he got weary ...
... Irish Branch So- ciety for the Conversion of Polish Jews . His employers had generally a high opinion of his talents for a month , or so , but they usually got tired of him before the end of a second ; and if they did not , he got weary ...
Strana 28
... Irish pluralist parson . Falcon received his daughter's salutations affec- tionately , but was rather laconic in returning them ; in fact , he loved to jump from his bed - room to the break- fast - table , or , as the old French proverb ...
... Irish pluralist parson . Falcon received his daughter's salutations affec- tionately , but was rather laconic in returning them ; in fact , he loved to jump from his bed - room to the break- fast - table , or , as the old French proverb ...
Strana 38
... Irish Branch Society for the Conversion of the Polish Jews ; the condition being the consent of his wife to undertake a journey to Ireland , and submit to the many privations and dangers of a residence in that tempestuous part of the ...
... Irish Branch Society for the Conversion of the Polish Jews ; the condition being the consent of his wife to undertake a journey to Ireland , and submit to the many privations and dangers of a residence in that tempestuous part of the ...
Strana 41
... Irish ; he picked up the manners and customs of the people there , and then he made a tour in Wales to get up the scenery and the geological hobservations . Really , he made a very nice book , considering every thing ; only it didn't ...
... Irish ; he picked up the manners and customs of the people there , and then he made a tour in Wales to get up the scenery and the geological hobservations . Really , he made a very nice book , considering every thing ; only it didn't ...
Strana 50
... Irish ! " " Irish ! No ! -the Saxons don't torture us after that fashion ; they reserve the voluptuous pangs of gluttony for themselves . The worst of it is , that it is our beef and pork- " " To which they owe the pleasures of ...
... Irish ! " " Irish ! No ! -the Saxons don't torture us after that fashion ; they reserve the voluptuous pangs of gluttony for themselves . The worst of it is , that it is our beef and pork- " " To which they owe the pleasures of ...
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acquaintance amongst Amyrald asked bards beauty Bompas Brehon Brehon law called Caravat Celt Celtic CHAPTER charming Chatworth colour Connaught Connemara cried Crispin daugh daughter dear dine dinner Dominick Moore dreamed Dublin emerald Emily Falcon England English exclaimed extravagance eyes fair fancy Freeman Gilbertine gipsy gipsy's girl glybbe Goslyn green hair Hall of Clamour hand heard Heptarchy hero Hurly O'Burly Irish John Crozier lady looked Lord Lodore Lucy Mac Flecknoe Mac Morris Miss Crozier Miss Falcon Miss Spriggs monastic Monk Moonshine Moore's never O'Harper party Paulina Peregrine Falcon perhaps poetry political Portland-place principle Puseyitical recollect replied Moore Ronald's saffron Saxon Scythian Shane shirt Skiddaw song spirit Stonehenge sweet thing thought Tierna Tigernach Mac Morris tion to-morrow Verdaunt Vernon Sharpe Vincent Mac Morris voice wild Young England Young Ireland young Mac Morris
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Strana 191 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Strana 96 - em. SONG. Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she ; The heavens such grace did lend her, That she might admired be.
Strana 150 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
Strana 302 - A maiden never bold ; Of spirit so still and quiet, that her motion Blush'd at herself...
Strana 292 - Hail, old patrician trees, so great and good! Hail, ye plebeian under-wood ! Where the poetic birds rejoice, And for their quiet nests and plenteous food Pay, with their grateful voice. Hail, the poor Muses...
Strana 168 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strana 328 - How shouldst thou, fair lady, love me, Whom thou know'st thy country's foe? Thy fair words make me suspect thee: Serpents lie where flowers grow.
Strana 334 - Till the Ledaean stars, so famed for love, Wonder'd at us from above! We spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine; But search of deep philosophy, Wit, eloquence, and poetry — Arts which I loved, for they, my friend, were thine.
Strana 16 - ... needles out of work-boxes with a magnet of amazing virtue, which he always carried in his waistcoat pocket. In a word, he was the darling of the darlings; secured the nurseries first, and there planted the artillery with which he often carried the dining-room ; which was, of course, the mam point.
Strana 120 - Oh, blessed vision ! happy child ! Thou art so exquisitely wild : I think of thee with many fears Of what may be thy lot in future years. I thought of times when Pain might be thy guest, Lord of thy house and hospitality. And Grief, uneasy lover ! never rest But when she sat within the touch of thee.