Brallaghan: Or The DeipnosophistsE. Churton, 1845 - 336 páginas |
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... melody which purdoosed it flew about the counthry like wild fire , and Misther Millikin was timpted to rite somethin ' in the same style which he accomplished greatly to his credit . This was the origin of the " Groves of Blarney ...
... melody which purdoosed it flew about the counthry like wild fire , and Misther Millikin was timpted to rite somethin ' in the same style which he accomplished greatly to his credit . This was the origin of the " Groves of Blarney ...
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... melody of her songs , as the monks say , -in my opinion , by the melody of her beauty ? This is one of the most exquisite legends of the Catholic Church ; and who that looks into your eyes could disbelieve it ? MARY GENTLE . The magic ...
... melody of her songs , as the monks say , -in my opinion , by the melody of her beauty ? This is one of the most exquisite legends of the Catholic Church ; and who that looks into your eyes could disbelieve it ? MARY GENTLE . The magic ...
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... melody , And the young blithe birds and the trees and flowers And the gathering rills and the sunny hours- I have loved these ! Then bury me not where the shadows fall For I loathe their dreary and gloomy pall , But give me a green and ...
... melody , And the young blithe birds and the trees and flowers And the gathering rills and the sunny hours- I have loved these ! Then bury me not where the shadows fall For I loathe their dreary and gloomy pall , But give me a green and ...
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... BOYLE . Will any person give us a song ? Anything to get rid of this prate . SAINTHILL . I will old chap here is a right good drinking melody : — Chanson a Boire . Je cherche en vin la vérité A NIGHT WITH THE DEIPNOSOPHIST CLUB . 197.
... BOYLE . Will any person give us a song ? Anything to get rid of this prate . SAINTHILL . I will old chap here is a right good drinking melody : — Chanson a Boire . Je cherche en vin la vérité A NIGHT WITH THE DEIPNOSOPHIST CLUB . 197.
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... , and aye shall be . To Eleonora . Thou art bright to mine eyes As the first glimpse of heaven to the soul , Or those orbs of the skies That in beauty and melody roll . And I love thee , mine own , As the 218 BRALLAGHAN .
... , and aye shall be . To Eleonora . Thou art bright to mine eyes As the first glimpse of heaven to the soul , Or those orbs of the skies That in beauty and melody roll . And I love thee , mine own , As the 218 BRALLAGHAN .
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Achilles Tatius afther aiquil Anacreon Ballinamona oro Barney beauty bliss BOYLE Brallaghan breast Brian O'Linn bright bright eyes bright-ey'd wine Castle Hyde charms Colla bella coorse Cork Croker Cupid darlint dear Deipnosophist Club delight divine Doctor Dreams drink enuff eyes fair Father Prout flowers Freeholder Grake hath heart Heaven Hood Irish potheen Judy kiss ladies larned laughing lips LITTLE'S POEMS look Lord Maginn MARY GENTLE MILLIKIN Misther MOORE MOORE'S MELODIES never night nose nymph o'er once ould Philostratus Plagiarism poet poor preesht Prout punch Quæ rose rosy round SABERTASH shine sing SIR JOHN SUCKLING smile song soul spirit stars sweet tell thee thine thou thought thrue Tom Hood Tom Moore Venus whin whiskey WILLIAM MAGINN young γαρ δε εν εστι και μεν μοι Ου τε Ω Λινν
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Página 298 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Página 209 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Página 298 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Página 302 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Página 306 - If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Página 314 - WHEN Time, who steals our years away, Shall steal our pleasures too, The memory of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
Página 327 - No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
Página 331 - Thus sung they in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful Note, And all the way, to guide their Chime, With falling Oars they kept the time.
Página 309 - Although men are accused for not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps as few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold, which the owner knows not of.
Página 133 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.