A View of Society and Manners in the North of Ireland: In the Summer and Autumn of 1812C. Cardock and W. Joy, 1813 - Всего страниц: 399 |
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... land which we were doomed to view afar off , and not to enter . I was standing , or rather endeavouring to stand , on the deck at the time , and gazed upon it with heart - sinking fondness ; gloomy and dreary as it appeared , I am sure ...
... land which we were doomed to view afar off , and not to enter . I was standing , or rather endeavouring to stand , on the deck at the time , and gazed upon it with heart - sinking fondness ; gloomy and dreary as it appeared , I am sure ...
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... land in . " It may be so . I am sure it is not the worst country in the world to be shipwrecked in . I am sure to adversity who gazes on it with eyes suffused with tears , it ever shows its bright side ; though I do not deny , but that ...
... land in . " It may be so . I am sure it is not the worst country in the world to be shipwrecked in . I am sure to adversity who gazes on it with eyes suffused with tears , it ever shows its bright side ; though I do not deny , but that ...
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... land , " said I , " that I do not believe ; nor will I to the people of Ireland ; and while I lament so much of evil is in their cup , I must remember that evil is in the cup of all . Our sufferings are not so much greater than those of ...
... land , " said I , " that I do not believe ; nor will I to the people of Ireland ; and while I lament so much of evil is in their cup , I must remember that evil is in the cup of all . Our sufferings are not so much greater than those of ...
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... land , while I and my family want a meal's meat - but when I go to your place , how am I treated - you encourage your very scul- lions and link - boys to twirl my hat , chalk my back , pelt me with mud , and throw potatoes in my teeth ...
... land , while I and my family want a meal's meat - but when I go to your place , how am I treated - you encourage your very scul- lions and link - boys to twirl my hat , chalk my back , pelt me with mud , and throw potatoes in my teeth ...
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... land , like locusts - our public offices are full of them - they sit on the treasury bench , the bench of bishops , and all our benches . The Jews , I have been told , are great dealers in old clothes - they would be the cheapest for my ...
... land , like locusts - our public offices are full of them - they sit on the treasury bench , the bench of bishops , and all our benches . The Jews , I have been told , are great dealers in old clothes - they would be the cheapest for my ...
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Стр. 283 - And Joseph made ready his chariot, and went up to meet Israel his father, to Goshen, and presented himself unto him; and he fell on his neck, and wept on his neck a good while. ^And Israel said unto Joseph, Now let me die, since I have seen thy face, because thou art yet alive.
Стр. 304 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Стр. 329 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men ; and the living will lay it to his heart. Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.
Стр. 185 - Forsake me not, O Lord : O my God, be not far from me. Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation.
Стр. 136 - Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser, men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Стр. 179 - I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But hark!— the cock has warn'd me hence; A long and late adieu! Come, see, false man, how low she lies, Who dy'd for love of you.
Стр. 374 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 256 - For honourable age is not that which standeth in length of time, nor that is measured by number of years. But wisdom is the gray hair unto men, and an unspotted life is old age.
Стр. 179 - That face, alas! no more is fair, Those lips no longer red; Dark are my eyes, now closed in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is; This winding-sheet I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. But, hark! the cock has warned me hence; A long and last adieu ! Come see, false man, how low she lies, Who died for love of you.
Стр. 215 - A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves
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