The cabinet of Irish literature, with biogr. sketches and literary notices by C.A. Read (T.P. O'Connor).Charles Anderton Read 1879 |
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... better for those who extract information from his writings " to endeavour to imitate his devoted industry and ... better , far better , good God ! That the last few were gathered and flying abroad O'er the wild waves of Cleena , than ...
... better for those who extract information from his writings " to endeavour to imitate his devoted industry and ... better , far better , good God ! That the last few were gathered and flying abroad O'er the wild waves of Cleena , than ...
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... better ? Then go to the Island of Saints , my dear letter ! And bring her my blessing , And bring her my blessing ! [ Gerald Nugent was , says Hardiman in his Irish Minstrelsy , the " son of a settler , " that is , he was one of those ...
... better ? Then go to the Island of Saints , my dear letter ! And bring her my blessing , And bring her my blessing ! [ Gerald Nugent was , says Hardiman in his Irish Minstrelsy , the " son of a settler , " that is , he was one of those ...
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... better than God made them , but also to be equal in knowledge to God him- self , and aspiring to the highest estate due to their Creator . Secondly , reproachful blasphemy , by sub- scribing to the sayings of the devil , in which he ...
... better than God made them , but also to be equal in knowledge to God him- self , and aspiring to the highest estate due to their Creator . Secondly , reproachful blasphemy , by sub- scribing to the sayings of the devil , in which he ...
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... better understanding of the former we are , in the first place , to call unto our remembrance that exhortation of St. Peter : " Submit yourselves unto every ordinance of man for the Lord's sake : whether it be unto the king , as having ...
... better understanding of the former we are , in the first place , to call unto our remembrance that exhortation of St. Peter : " Submit yourselves unto every ordinance of man for the Lord's sake : whether it be unto the king , as having ...
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... better face of probability , that the Romans having left Britain naked and defenceless , its inhabitants became an easy prey to their troublesome neighbours the Irish , and that our saint fell into the hands of some of these pirates and ...
... better face of probability , that the Romans having left Britain naked and defenceless , its inhabitants became an easy prey to their troublesome neighbours the Irish , and that our saint fell into the hands of some of these pirates and ...
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Page 264 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 264 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 267 - And steady loyalty and faithful love. And thou, sweet Poetry, thou loveliest maid, Still first to fly where sensual joys invade; Unfit, in these degenerate times of shame, To catch the heart or strike for honest fame; Dear charming nymph, neglected and decried, My shame in crowds, my solitary pride; Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found' st me poor at first and keep'st me so...
Page 264 - His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain ; The long-remember'd beggar was his guest, Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift, now no longer proud, Claim'd kindred there, and had his claims allow'd...
Page 232 - He shall not drop." said my uncle Toby, firmly. "A-well-o'day, do what we can for him, said Trim, maintaining his point,; "the poor soul will die." "He shall not die, by G— !" cried my uncle Toby. The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 264 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs— and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes— for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell, of all I felt, and all I saw...
Page 264 - She, wretched matron, forced, in age, for bread, To strip the brook with mantling cresses spread, To pick her wintry faggot from the thorn, To seek her nightly shed, and weep till morn; She only left of all the harmless train, The sad historian of the pensive plain.
Page 248 - She openeth her mouth with wisdom, and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up and call her blessed, her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Page 264 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree ; While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending, as the old surveyed ; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round...
Page 265 - A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew; Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face ; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...