The Cabinet of Irish Literature: Selections from the Works of the Chief Poets, Orators, and Prose Writers of Ireland ; with Biographical Sketches and Literary Notices, Том 4Blackie, 1880 |
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... round voice , and a chuckling , smothering laugh , which , whenever he indulged , not only shook his own ample person , but generally created a petty earthquake on every side of him . For the present I shall not stop to particularize ...
... round voice , and a chuckling , smothering laugh , which , whenever he indulged , not only shook his own ample person , but generally created a petty earthquake on every side of him . For the present I shall not stop to particularize ...
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... round of Glo'ster ; Great rogues they were all , both great and small ; From Flood to Leslie Foster . " Chorus , boys ! ' " Great rogues all . ' If he was not joined by the voices of his friends in the song , it was probably because ...
... round of Glo'ster ; Great rogues they were all , both great and small ; From Flood to Leslie Foster . " Chorus , boys ! ' " Great rogues all . ' If he was not joined by the voices of his friends in the song , it was probably because ...
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... round each other that morning in the Four Courts . Bonds , mortgages , post - obits , promissory notes - in fact , every imaginable species of in- vention for raising the O'Malley exchequer for the preceding thirty years were handed ...
... round each other that morning in the Four Courts . Bonds , mortgages , post - obits , promissory notes - in fact , every imaginable species of in- vention for raising the O'Malley exchequer for the preceding thirty years were handed ...
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... round tower , alone breaking the dreary waste of water . Here it was that I had passed my infancy and my youth , and here I now stood , at the age of seventeen , quite unconscious that the world contained aught fairer and brighter than ...
... round tower , alone breaking the dreary waste of water . Here it was that I had passed my infancy and my youth , and here I now stood , at the age of seventeen , quite unconscious that the world contained aught fairer and brighter than ...
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... round her waist , Gave ten kisses at laste , " Oh , " says he , " you're my Molly Malone , My own ; " " Oh , " says he , " you're my Molly Malone . " And the Widow they all thought so shy- My eye- Ne'er thought of a simper or sigh , For ...
... round her waist , Gave ten kisses at laste , " Oh , " says he , " you're my Molly Malone , My own ; " " Oh , " says he , " you're my Molly Malone . " And the Widow they all thought so shy- My eye- Ne'er thought of a simper or sigh , For ...
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Стр. 266 - There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed by the Creator into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being evolved.
Стр. 301 - (she said), ' whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine, too, these golden keys, immortal boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Стр. 173 - That ever breathed a word ; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen On the deathless page truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor, — The...
Стр. 266 - It is interesting to contemplate an entangled bank, clothed with many plants of many kinds, with birds singing on the bushes, with various insects flitting about, and with worms crawling through the damp earth, and to reflect that these elaborately constructed forms, so different from each other, and dependent on each other in so complex a manner, have all been produced by laws acting around us.
Стр. 172 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man dug that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er ; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Стр. 208 - And it came to pass, as Peter passed throughout all quarters, he came down also to the saints which dwelt at Lydda.
Стр. 173 - That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth; But no man heard the trampling, Or saw the train go forth — Noiselessly as the daylight Comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the springtime Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves...
Стр. 59 - The high sun sees not, on the earth, such fiery fearful show ; The roof-ribs swarth, the candent hearth, the ruddy lurid row Of smiths, that stand, an ardent band, like men before the foe; As, quivering through his fleece of flame, the sailing monster, slow Sinks on the anvil — all about the faces fiery grow — "Hurrah!" they shout, "leap out— leap out;" bang, bang, the sledges go ; Hurrah'!
Стр. 129 - ... the passage from the current to the needle, if not demonstrable, is thinkable, and that we entertain no doubt as to the final mechanical solution of the problem ; but the passage from the physics of the brain to the corresponding facts of consciousness is unthinkable. Granted that a definite thought and a definite molecular action in the brain occur simultaneously, we do not possess the intellectual organ, nor, apparently, any rudiment of the organ, which would enable us to pass by a process...
Стр. 77 - But the Sensitive Plant which could give small fruit Of the love which it felt from the leaf to the root, Received more than all, it loved more than ever, Where none wanted but it, could belong to the giver...