Irish Literature, Volume 1Justin McCarthy, Maurice Francis Egan, Charles Welsh, Douglas Hyde, Lady Gregory, James Jeffrey Roche J. D. Morris, 1904 - Authors, Irish |
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... blessing , pass unheeded o'er her head . " T was the Lord who gave the word when His people drew the sword For the freedom of the present , for the future that awaits . O child ! thou must remember that bleak day in December When the ...
... blessing , pass unheeded o'er her head . " T was the Lord who gave the word when His people drew the sword For the freedom of the present , for the future that awaits . O child ! thou must remember that bleak day in December When the ...
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... blessings on her captain and on her seamen bold ! — Crash ! crash ! the boom is broken ; I can see my true love's token-- A lily in his bonnet , a lily all of gold . " She sails up to the town , like a queen in a white gown ; Red golden ...
... blessings on her captain and on her seamen bold ! — Crash ! crash ! the boom is broken ; I can see my true love's token-- A lily in his bonnet , a lily all of gold . " She sails up to the town , like a queen in a white gown ; Red golden ...
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... blessed his luck to not be deaf when once her voice she raised . And evermore I'm whistling or lilting what you sung , Your smile is always in my heart , your name beside my tongue ; But you ' ve as many sweethearts as you'd count on ...
... blessed his luck to not be deaf when once her voice she raised . And evermore I'm whistling or lilting what you sung , Your smile is always in my heart , your name beside my tongue ; But you ' ve as many sweethearts as you'd count on ...
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... blessings be about you , dear , wherever you may go ! ABBEY ASAROE . Gray , gray is Abbey Asaroe , by Ballyshanny town , It has neither door nor window , the walls are broken down ; The carven stones lie scattered in briars and nettle ...
... blessings be about you , dear , wherever you may go ! ABBEY ASAROE . Gray , gray is Abbey Asaroe , by Ballyshanny town , It has neither door nor window , the walls are broken down ; The carven stones lie scattered in briars and nettle ...
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... blessing , " he exclaims , " the blessing of all saints , and every other bless- ing from Jerusalem to Inis Gluair , be on her going to heaven , and blessed be he that will reade and heare this , for blessing her soule . Cursed be that ...
... blessing , " he exclaims , " the blessing of all saints , and every other bless- ing from Jerusalem to Inis Gluair , be on her going to heaven , and blessed be he that will reade and heare this , for blessing her soule . Cursed be that ...
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Page 71 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Page 292 - We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed ; we are perplexed, but not in despair ; persecuted, but not forsaken ; cast down, but not destroyed; always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body. For we which live, are alway delivered unto death for Jesus' sake, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our mortal flesh.
Page 19 - In his bed at night. Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather!
Page 391 - I impeach him in the name of all the Commons of Great Britain in Parliament assembled, whose parliamentary trust he has betrayed. I impeach him in the name of the Commons of Great Britain, whose national character he has dishonored.
Page 3 - He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by His precious blood. There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin, He only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in.
Page 1 - And no man saw it e'er ; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Page 392 - ... and sanctifies a great character, will not suffer me to censure any part of his conduct. I am afraid to flatter him ; I am sure I am not disposed to blame him. Let those who have betrayed him by their adulation insult him with their malevolence. But what I do not presume to censure I may have leave to lament.
Page 86 - The Lord giveth, and the Lord ' taketh away ; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Page 2 - And had he not high honor? — The hillside for a pall; To lie in state while angels wait, With stars for tapers tall, And the dark rock-pines like tossing plumes Over his bier to wave; And God's own hand, in that lonely land, To lay him in the grave; In that strange grave, without a name, Whence his uncoffined clay Shall break again — oh, wondrous thought!
Page 372 - There was Burke, ignorant, indeed, or negligent of the art of adapting his reasonings and his style to the capacity and taste of his hearers, but in amplitude of comprehension and richness of imagination superior to every orator, ancient or modern.