The Cabinet of Irish Literature: Selections from the Works of the Chief Poet, Orators, and Prose Writers of Ireland, Volumen1Blackie and Son, 1893 |
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... gave her name to Ireland , which he was sent to Spain , and in the college of was called " the Isle of Banba " ) , and extends Salamanca he studied for twenty - three years . to the Anglo - Norman invasion . In 1603 , On his return home ...
... gave her name to Ireland , which he was sent to Spain , and in the college of was called " the Isle of Banba " ) , and extends Salamanca he studied for twenty - three years . to the Anglo - Norman invasion . In 1603 , On his return home ...
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... gave thee power to get substance . If thus in the outward meat , much more in the spiritual . Thou must labour for it , and when thou hast it , say , that the Lord my God gave me power . It is not in thine own power , but it is from God ...
... gave thee power to get substance . If thus in the outward meat , much more in the spiritual . Thou must labour for it , and when thou hast it , say , that the Lord my God gave me power . It is not in thine own power , but it is from God ...
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... gave him every help in his power , and who placed his library and collection at his service . He availed himself largely of the treasures thus placed before him , and he also made considerable researches among the state papers in the ...
... gave him every help in his power , and who placed his library and collection at his service . He availed himself largely of the treasures thus placed before him , and he also made considerable researches among the state papers in the ...
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... gave the occa- sion of changing his name into Cothraig , or rather Ceathir - Tigh , because he served four masters , Ceathir signifying four , and Tigh a house or family . Milcho observing the care and diligence of this new servant ...
... gave the occa- sion of changing his name into Cothraig , or rather Ceathir - Tigh , because he served four masters , Ceathir signifying four , and Tigh a house or family . Milcho observing the care and diligence of this new servant ...
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... gave himself up to his old vice , and lost the money several thousand pounds - that had been left him . In 1641 , like a lightning flash out of a clear sky , appeared his tragedy called The Sophy , which was at once admired by the best ...
... gave himself up to his old vice , and lost the money several thousand pounds - that had been left him . In 1641 , like a lightning flash out of a clear sky , appeared his tragedy called The Sophy , which was at once admired by the best ...
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Página 270 - 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...
Página 310 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell ; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth ;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Página 272 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey. And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Página 273 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Página 257 - Withhold not good from them to whom it is due, When it is in the power of thine hand to do it. Say not unto thy neighbour, Go, and come again, And to-morrow I will give; When thou hast it by thee.
Página 269 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen. And Desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain ; No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way ; Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest...
Página 238 - 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.
Página 269 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please...
Página 272 - And pinched with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown. Do thine, sweet AUBURN, thine, the loveliest train, Do thy fair tribes participate her pain...
Página 270 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.