The cabinet of Irish literature, with biogr. sketches and literary notices by C.A. Read (T.P. O'Connor).Charles Anderton Read 1880 |
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... turned away , with a feeling which the most wretched might compassionate . Sir Frederick thus learned that his house was abandoned by all his numerous train of servants , and actually left , at that advanced hour of the night , in the ...
... turned away , with a feeling which the most wretched might compassionate . Sir Frederick thus learned that his house was abandoned by all his numerous train of servants , and actually left , at that advanced hour of the night , in the ...
Strana 33
... turned in to finish their Saturday night , or Sunday morn- ing , with " the Fishmonger . " Sir Frederick had reached the top of St. James's Street when he was met by a hack- ney - coach , with Larry Fegan's ragged elbow and important ...
... turned in to finish their Saturday night , or Sunday morn- ing , with " the Fishmonger . " Sir Frederick had reached the top of St. James's Street when he was met by a hack- ney - coach , with Larry Fegan's ragged elbow and important ...
Strana 39
... turned blindly up to Heaven , as if Closed on all hope of succour " -I sent none ! Edwin , I sent thee none ! -I was more deaf Than the stunn'd sea - rock ; frothier and more frenzied Than the white rage around it ; crueller still Than ...
... turned blindly up to Heaven , as if Closed on all hope of succour " -I sent none ! Edwin , I sent thee none ! -I was more deaf Than the stunn'd sea - rock ; frothier and more frenzied Than the white rage around it ; crueller still Than ...
Strana 42
... turned an open decision on the conduct of the generals , and he again received the thanks of both Houses of Parliament . In 1809 , after Napoleon had overrun Spain , Sir Arthur was appointed to the chief com- mand of a new Peninsular ...
... turned an open decision on the conduct of the generals , and he again received the thanks of both Houses of Parliament . In 1809 , after Napoleon had overrun Spain , Sir Arthur was appointed to the chief com- mand of a new Peninsular ...
Strana 49
... turned to another loved art - that of poetry , and in 1809 astonished those who thought him only a painter by the production of Rhymes on Art , a poem in six cantos . In 1814 he published Commemoration of Sir Joshua Reynolds , and in ...
... turned to another loved art - that of poetry , and in 1809 astonished those who thought him only a painter by the production of Rhymes on Art , a poem in six cantos . In 1814 he published Commemoration of Sir Joshua Reynolds , and in ...
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Strana 161 - THE HISTORY OF OUR LORD, as exemplified in Works of Art, with that of His Types, St. John the Baptist, and other persons of the Old and New Testament.
Strana 12 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me : The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken ; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken ! Thus in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad Memory brings the light Of other days around me.
Strana 14 - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Strana 47 - I arrived at Oxford with a stock of erudition that might have puzzled a doctor, and a degree of ignorance of which a schoolboy would have been ashamed.
Strana 62 - And babes, sweet-smiling babes, our bed. How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung! To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue! And when with envy time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Strana 14 - She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
Strana 13 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When we see them reflected from looks that we love. Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.
Strana 73 - Over dews, over sands, Will I fly, for your weal : Your holy delicate white hands Shall girdle me with steel. At home in your emerald bowers, From morning's dawn till e'en, You'll pray for me my flower of flowers. My dark Rosaleen...
Strana 11 - There's a bower of roses by BENDEMEER'S ' stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song. That bower and its music I never forget, But oft when alone, in the bloom of the year, I think — is the nightingale singing there yet ? Are the roses still bright by the calm BENDEMEER...
Strana 43 - I am one of those who have probably passed a longer period of my life engaged in war than most men, and principally, I may say, in civil war ; and I must say this — that if I could avoid, by any sacrifice whatever, even one month of civil war in the country to which I am attached, I would sacrifice my life in order to do it [cheers].