An Improved Topographical and Historical Hibernian Gazetteer: Describing the Various Boroughs, Baronies, Buildings, &c., Scientifically Arranged, with an Appendix of Ancient Names. To which is Added, an Introduction to the Ancient and Modern History of Ireland |
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abbey ancient August barony bishops borough built castle chapel Connaught.-Fair days county Antrim county Clare county Cork county Donegal county Dublin county Galway county Kerry county Kildare county Kilkenny county Limerick county Mayo county Meath county Tipperary county Tyrone county Waterford county Westmeath county Wicklow December Dublin.-Fair days east erected Fair days fair town feet formerly gives title handsome seat harbour Ireland island July June King King's County lake land Leinster.-Fair days Lord Lough members to parliament miles from Dublin miles from Dublin.-Fair mountains Munster.-Fair days November October Population post and fair post town province of Connaught province of Connaught.-Fair province of Lein province of Leinster province of Leinster.-Fair province of Munster province of Munster.-Fair province of Ul Queen river rock Romish ruins September side situated ster stone three miles Ulster village vince of Leinster vince of Munster
Popular passages
Page 79 - That changed through all, and yet in all the same. Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Page 70 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them as a breath has made ; But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Page 47 - Rebellion ! foul, dishonouring word, Whose wrongful blight so oft has stain'd The holiest cause that tongue or sword Of mortal ever lost or gain'd. How many a spirit, born to bless, Hath sunk beneath that withering name, Whom but a day's — an hour's success Had wafted to eternal fame...
Page 80 - Whence but from Heaven could men, unskilled in arts, In several ages born, in several parts, Weave such agreeing truths? or how or why Should all conspire to cheat us with a lie? Unasked their pains, ungrateful their advice, Starving their gain and martyrdom their price.
Page 195 - Corporation, called the Society of the Governors and Assistants of London of the new Plantation of Ulster in the Kingdom of Ireland.
Page 270 - Bally-howra hills to the North, or, as Spenser terms them, the mountains of Mole ; Nagle mountains to the South ; and the mountains of Kerry to the West. It commanded a view of above half of the breadth of Ireland...
Page xiv - But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair. But the sea-fowl is gone to her nest, The beast is laid down in his lair, Even here is a season of rest, And I to my cabin repair. There's mercy in every place, And mercy, encouraging thought ! Gives even affliction a grace, And reconciles man to his lot.
Page 193 - The solemnity of such an extent of wood unbroken by any intervening objects, and the whole hanging over declivities, is alone great; but to this the addition of a constant roar of falling water, either quite hid, or so far below as to be seen but obscurely, united to make those impressions stronger.
Page 43 - ... their friends could perceive how they degrade themselves in the scale of civilised society by such a course ; it is this perpetual taking of all laws, but particularly the law of revenge, into their own hands, that keeps up the hue and cry against them throughout England. I confess time has been when there was one law for the rich and another for the poor...
Page 77 - Drive from my breast that wretched lust of praise . Unblemish'd let me live or die unknown : Oh, grant an honest fame, or grant me none !