The Wild Irish Girl: A National Tale, Volumes 1-2S. Andrus & Son, 1855 - Irish fiction |
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... never so keenly relished as when tasted under the shade of that flourishing laurel which our own efforts have reared to ma- ture perfection . Farewell ! My agent has orders respecting the arrangement of your affairs . You must excuse ...
... never so keenly relished as when tasted under the shade of that flourishing laurel which our own efforts have reared to ma- ture perfection . Farewell ! My agent has orders respecting the arrangement of your affairs . You must excuse ...
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... never think of tracing its pressure to the wildest of the Irish shores , and exclaim , " Amandatus est ad , & c . & c . & c . " However , I am so far advanced in the land of Druidism , on my way to the " Island of Saints , " while you ...
... never think of tracing its pressure to the wildest of the Irish shores , and exclaim , " Amandatus est ad , & c . & c . & c . " However , I am so far advanced in the land of Druidism , on my way to the " Island of Saints , " while you ...
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... never was more plea- santly astonished , than when the morning's dawn gave to my view one of the most splendid spec- tacles in the scene of picturesque creation I had ever beheld , or indeed ever conceived - the bay of Dublin . A ...
... never was more plea- santly astonished , than when the morning's dawn gave to my view one of the most splendid spec- tacles in the scene of picturesque creation I had ever beheld , or indeed ever conceived - the bay of Dublin . A ...
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... never have been adequate to the fatigues of a pedestri- an tour through a country wild and mountainous as his own native Savoy . But to me every diffi- culty was an effort of some good genius chasing the demon of lethargy from the ...
... never have been adequate to the fatigues of a pedestri- an tour through a country wild and mountainous as his own native Savoy . But to me every diffi- culty was an effort of some good genius chasing the demon of lethargy from the ...
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... never . I remember meeting with an instance of both , that made a deep impression on my heart ; in the autumn of 1804 , in the course of a mor- ning ramble with a charming Englishwoman , in the coun- ty of Sligo , I stopped to rest ...
... never . I remember meeting with an instance of both , that made a deep impression on my heart ; in the autumn of 1804 , in the course of a mor- ning ramble with a charming Englishwoman , in the coun- ty of Sligo , I stopped to rest ...
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Adieu ancient Irish ardour awakened bard beam beautiful beheld believe blush bosom breathed called castle of Inismore character charms Clendinning Connaught countenance Cumhal daughter Dublin elegant emotion endeavoured exclaimed exertions eyes fancy Father John feelings felicity Fingal flowers Galloglasses gaze genius glance Glor Glorvina H. M. LETTER hand happy harp head heart heaven honour human hung interest Ireland Irish harp Irish language J. D. ESQ Knights of Kerry look Lord Magilligan ment Milesian mind Murtoch native nature never nurse old Irish once Ossian passion peasant perceived pleasure poems poor priest Prince of Coolavin Prince of Inismore Prince's received replied round ruins scarcely seanachies seat seemed sentiment sigh smile song soul spirit sufferings suppose sweet talent taste tears tender thought tion uncon virtue wild WILD IRISH GIRL wish woman young
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Page 93 - The waves of people at his word divide, Slow rolls the chariot through the following tide ; Even to the palace the sad pomp they wait; They weep, and place him on the bed of state. A melancholy choir ' attend around, With plaintive sighs, and music's solemn sound ; Alternately they sing, alternate flow The obedient tears, melodious in their woe.
Page 93 - By the dark rolling waves of Lego they raised the hero's tomb. Luath,* at a distance lies. The song of bards rose over the dead. Elest f be thy soul, son of Semo ! Thou wert mighty in battle. Thy strength was like the strength of a stream : thy speed like the eagle's wing. Thy path in battle was terrible : the steps of death were behind thy sword. Blest be thy soul, son of Semo, car-borne chief of...
Page 194 - My first overtures of amity were treated with scorn ; . my first offers of service rejected with disdain ; and my crime was that in a distant age an ancestor of mine, by the fortune of war, had possessed himself of those domains, which, in a more distant age, a remoter ancestor of yours won by similar means.
Page 9 - M TO THE EARL OF M My Lord, Suffer me, in the fulness of my heart, and in the language of one prodigal and penitent as myself, to say, 'I have sinned against Heaven and thee, and am no longer worthy to be called thy son.' Abandon me then, I beseech you, as such; deliver me up to the destiny that involves me, to the complicated tissue of errors and follies I have so industriously woven with my own hands; for though I am equal to sustain the judgment my own vices have drawn down on me, I cannot support...
Page 81 - GIRL. impalpably delicate, that as it floated on the gaze, it seemed like the incarnation of some pure ethereal spirit, which a sigh, too roughly breathed, would dissolve into its kindred air ; yet to this sylphid elegance of spheral beauty was united all that symmetrical contour which constitutes the luxury of human loveliness. This scarcely " mortal mixture of earth's mould...
Page 105 - ... indeed, from what I have myself observed, I am convinced that were endeavours* for their improvement more strictly promoted, and their respective duties obviously made clear, their true interests fully represented by reason and common sense, and their unhappy situations ameliorated by justice and humanity, they Would be a people as happy, contented and prosperous, in a political sense, as, in a natural and a national one, they are brave, hospitable, liberal, and ingenuous.
Page 80 - ... eyes, still emanating the ferocity of an unsubdued spirit, yet tempered by a strong trait of benevolence; which, like a glory irradiated a broad expansive brow; a mouth, on which even yet the spirit of convivial enjoyment seemed to hover, though shaded by two large whiskers on the upper lip,* that still...
Page 63 - Elizabeth, here had a castle and a great tract of land on the borders, of which he was deprived, as the story runs, becaise he would neither cut his glibbs, shave his upper lip, nor shorten his shirt:1 and so he was driven with the rest of us beyond the pale.
Page 210 - ... and M be inseparably blended, and the distinctions of English and Irish, of Protestant and Catholic, for ever buried. And, while you look forward with hope to this family alliance being prophetically typical of a national unity of interests and affections between those who may be factitiously severed, but who are naturally allied, lend your own individual efforts towards the consummation of an event so devoutly to be wished by every liberal mind, by every benevolent heart.
Page 118 - ... droop and expire in the deficiency of that nutritive warmth on which their tender existence depends. So much for the shades of the picture, which however possesses its lights, and those of no dim lustre. The north of Ireland may be justly esteemed the palladium of Irish industry and Irish trade, where the staple...