A directory, and picture, of Cork and its environs

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editor, 1810 - Cork (Ireland) - 136 pages
 

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Page 42 - A shady mantle clothes ; his curled brows Frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows While winds and storms his lofty forehead beat, The common fate of all that's high or great. Low at his foot a spacious plain is placed, Between the mountain and the stream embraced, Which shade and shelter from the hill derives, While the kind river wealth and beauty gives ; And in the mixture of all these appears Variety, which all the rest endears.
Page 33 - Slowly, and suddenly lets fall, the loud And awful hammer, that confounds the ear, And makes the firm earth tremble. He the block Shapes, to the blow obsequious ; cooler grown, He stays his floodgate, once again provokes The dying cinder, and his half-done work Buries in fire.
Page 46 - ... dark marble from bottom to top, about seventy feet high. The barbicans, platforms, and ditch, still remain. On the east side is a large field called the Bawn, the only appendage formerly to great men's castles, which places were used for dancing, goaling, and such diversions; and where they also kept their cattle by night, to prevent their being carried off by wolves or their more rapacious neighbours.
Page 34 - Tis done. He bears it hissing to the light, An iron bar. Behold it well. What is't, But a just emblem of the lot of virtue ? For in this naughty world she cannot live, Nor rust contract, nor mingle with alloy. So the great Judge, to make her...
Page 41 - N. end of a bridge over the Lee. Near this place many pieces of a metallic substance have been found, in the form of cubes, as hard as iron and glittering with sparks, intermixed, of a pale yellow, shining like gold.
Page 42 - Their feafis, their revels, and their am'rous flames *Tis ftill the fame, although their airy fhape, All but a quick poetic fight efcape.
Page 34 - He turns the mafs, And works it into fhape ; till cooler grown, He ftops his wheel, and once again provokes The dying cinders, and his half-done work Buries in fire. Again he drags it forth, And once more lifts it to the fturdy anvil. There beaten long, and often turn'd, at length 'Tis done. He bears it hifsing to the light, i •s -I 5 3 ^3 An iron bar.
Page 51 - Que£n's mercy, having been concerned in Desmond's rebellion. This castle was garrisoned by Cromwell, and in the late wars for King James II. It is built upon a rock and flanked with towers at each angle. The other chief seat of the Barretts was Castleinore, in the northern extremity ot this barony. BLARNEY. — This locality may especially be recommended to English gentlemen desirous of wooing Irish constituencies ; at least, if Millikin is to be credited...
Page 33 - Into a perfed: lump ; then feizes faft With his ftrong forceps the unwieldy mafs, And drags it glowing to the anvil. Eye Can fcarce attend it, fo intenfe the heat. He bears it all, and with one arm lets loofe Th'impatient ftream. The heavy wheel moves round, And ever and again lets fall the loud And awful hammer, that confounds the ear, And makes the firm earth make.
Page 47 - A great pan of the building dill remains; amcng which, is the nave, and choir of the church. On the S. fide of the former, is a handfome SMT cade, of three gothic arches, fupported by marble columns, thicker than thofe of the tufcan order.

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