Introduction. Memoir of Carolan. Memoir of Thomas Furlong. Remains of Carolan. Addenda. Sentimental songs |
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... “ Surely never lighted on this orb , which she hardly seemed to touch , a more delightful vision . I saw her just above the horizon , decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in , glittering like the ...
... “ Surely never lighted on this orb , which she hardly seemed to touch , a more delightful vision . I saw her just above the horizon , decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in , glittering like the ...
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Agus ancient appears bard beauty bh-fuil bheith bright called Carolan celebrated century chán charms composed composition considered dear death delight descended Dubh Dublin Eileen a Roon English excellent eyes fair feelings féin gach Galway gán genius given hand harp hear heard heart Ireland Irish island Italy James John king known lady land language late latter learned lekt liom lived Lord maid már Mayo melody native nature never o'er observed original period person poems poet poetical poetry possessed praise present preserved prove reader remain respect rest says smile song soon speak spirit stanza sweet talents thee THOMAS FURLONG thou translation verse writer young youth
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Página 323 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles, and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Página 145 - I've a heart — it can never be sad, When you smile at me full on the table; Surely you are my wife and brother — My only child — my father and mother — My outside coat — I have no other! Oh! I'll stand by you — while I am able.
Página 15 - OH ! turn thee to me, my only love, Let not despair confound me ; Turn, and may blessings from above In life and death surround thee. This fond heart throbs for thee alone — Oh ! leave me not to languish, Look on these eyes, whence sleep hath flown, Bethink thee of my anguish : My hopes, my thoughts, my destiny — All dwell, all rest, sweet girl, on thee.
Página 184 - Good Lord ! what a sight, After all their good cheer, For people to fight In the midst of their beer ! They rise from their feast, And hot are their brains, A cubit at least The length of their skeans3.
Página lxxii - OH ! if the atheist's words were true, If those we seek to save Sink — and, in sinking from our view, Are lost beyond the grave ! If life thus closed, how dark and drear Would this bewildered earth appear — Scarce worth the dust it gave : A tract of black sepulchral gloom, One yawning, ever-opening tomb...
Página 196 - Leurs compositions sont d'une grâce, d'une mollesse, d'un raffinement, soit d'expression, soit de sentiment, dont n'approche aucun peuple ancien ou moderne. La langue qu'ils parlent dans ce monde à leurs maîtresses semble être celle qu'ils parleront dans l'autre à leurs houris.
Página 161 - tis shame and sin To see the time we're losing ; Come lads, be gay, trip, trip away, While those who sit keep boozing. ' Where's Thady Oge ? up, Dan, you rogue, Why stand you shilly shally ; There's Mora near, and Una's here, And yonder's sporting Sally : Now frisk it round — aye, there's the sound Our sires were fond of hearing : The harp rings clear — hear, gossip, hear ! O sure such notes are cheering.
Página 341 - ONE morning very early, one morning in the spring, I heard a maid in Bedlam who mournfully did sing ; Her chains she rattled on her hands while sweetly thus sung she ; " I love my love, because I know my love loves me.
Página 181 - V. cello (Edinb., 1801) ;An Historical Enquiry respecting the Performance of the Harp in the Highlands of Scotland, from the Earliest Times until it was discontinued about the year 1734 . . . (Edinb., 1807).
Página lxiii - In all my wand'rings 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.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | Introduction. Memoir of Carolan. Memoir of Thomas Furlong. Remains of Carolan. Addenda. Sentimental songs Volumen1 de Irish Minstrelsy, Or, Bardic Remains of Ireland: With English Poetical Translations, Henry Grattan Curran |
| Editor | James Hardiman |
| Traducido por | Thomas Furlong, Henry Grattan Curran |
| Editor | J. Robins, 1831 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 2 Jul. 2007 |
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