The Industrial Movement in Ireland, as Illustrated by the National Exhibition of 1852

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John O'Brien, 1853 - 476 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 316 - Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
Strana 342 - Here grows the cure of all, this fruit divine, Fair to the eye, inviting to the taste, Of virtue to make wise. What hinders then To reach, and feed at once both body and mind?
Strana 316 - Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage.
Strana 345 - How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long to tread that golden path of rays, And think 'twould lead to some bright isle of rest.
Strana 325 - THOUGH the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me ; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam. To the gloom of some desert or cold rocky shore, Where the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more, I will fly with my Coulin, and think the rough wind Less rude than the foes we leave frowning behind.
Strana 316 - I might oft outwatch the Bear With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook. Sometime let gorgeous tragedy In sceptered pall come sweeping by. Presenting Thebes, or Pelop's line, Or the tale of Troy divine.
Strana 324 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Strana 313 - Harvest-home or Thanksgiving to Ceres and Bacchus: the third the Victors at Olympia; the fourth, Navigation, or the Triumph of the Thames ; the fifth, the Distribution of Premiums in the Society of Arts ; and the sixth, Elysium, or the State of final Retribution. Three of these subjects are poetical; the others historical.
Strana 66 - Sublime tobacco ! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest ; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides His hours, and rivals opium and his brides ; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand ; Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe ; Like other charmers, wooing the caress, More dazzlingly when daring in full dress ; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties — Give...
Strana 349 - Surely, sir, you do not mean to tell us that there exists the slightest evidence to prove that the Irish had any acquaintance with the arts of civilised life anterior to the arrival in Ireland of the English...

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