A View of Society and Manners in the North of Ireland: In the Summer and Autumn of 1812C. Cardock and W. Joy, 1813 - 399 páginas |
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... fears said the weather was fine , and the wind fair - besides , he was a lucky captain , for he was once shipwrecked , and every body on board perished but himself - moreover , there was the Honourable Captain K had just taken his ...
... fears said the weather was fine , and the wind fair - besides , he was a lucky captain , for he was once shipwrecked , and every body on board perished but himself - moreover , there was the Honourable Captain K had just taken his ...
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... fear it would be a Bellerophon's letter , nor in truth was the steed I bestrode a Pegasus . He seemed more a - kin to the earth than the sky , and required a pretty tight bridle hand to keep him from falling . Great evils , however ...
... fear it would be a Bellerophon's letter , nor in truth was the steed I bestrode a Pegasus . He seemed more a - kin to the earth than the sky , and required a pretty tight bridle hand to keep him from falling . Great evils , however ...
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... fear it has , " saidI ; " how far its own struggling , with a broken limb , may have caused this , I will nöt take on me to determine . " " You mean , I presume , " said another , " that we should have submitted to be roasted in ...
... fear it has , " saidI ; " how far its own struggling , with a broken limb , may have caused this , I will nöt take on me to determine . " " You mean , I presume , " said another , " that we should have submitted to be roasted in ...
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... fear , doomed to be an un- happy nation - for no matter what may be its oc- casional levity , the essence of a poetic mind ever was and ever will be gloom . We changed horses at Dundalk . I stepped into Lord Roden's gardens , which join ...
... fear , doomed to be an un- happy nation - for no matter what may be its oc- casional levity , the essence of a poetic mind ever was and ever will be gloom . We changed horses at Dundalk . I stepped into Lord Roden's gardens , which join ...
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... fear neither man nor Deevil - poor body , he need na gallop so fast , he's sure enough o ' getting to him at last . " A rigid observance of Sunday has always been a feature of the presbyterian religion , and perhaps is a great reason ...
... fear neither man nor Deevil - poor body , he need na gallop so fast , he's sure enough o ' getting to him at last . " A rigid observance of Sunday has always been a feature of the presbyterian religion , and perhaps is a great reason ...
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A View of Society and Manners in the North of Ireland, in the Summer and ... John Gamble Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
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afterwards ancient appear arms Ballymena Banbridge beautiful Belfast called Carrickfergus Catholic CHAPTER choly church clergyman Covenanters dance dark daughter dead death dinner Doctor Johnson dreadful Dublin Dundalk Dunluce Castle earth England English evil eyes father fear feelings flax gave gentleman give hand happy heard heart hour human imagination instant instantly Ireland Irish Irishman Island Magee kind King likewise linen Lisburn live look Lord Lord Castlereagh Loughbrickland manner melan melancholy ment miles mind misery mistress morning mountains murder nature neighbourhood neighbouring never Newry night North of Ireland occasion party passed passions perhaps person Pietro Perugino poor Presbyterian present probably Protestant rebellion recollection religion remark replied road round seated seemed shew sorrow speak Strabane supposed tears tender thing thought tion told town unfortunate United Irishmen walked whiskey wild wish woman women wonderful young lady
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 185 - Forsake me not, O Lord : O my God, be not far from me. Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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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Evangelical Protestantism in Ulster Society 1740-1890 David Hampton,Myrtle Hull Sin vista previa disponible - 1992 |