Shamrock Leaves: Or, Tales and Sketches of IrelandJ. M'Glashan, 1851 - 237 strani |
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Stran 12 - THE BELLS OF SHANDON. With deep affection and recollection I often think of those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, in the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle their magic spells. On this I ponder, where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, sweet Cork, of thee ; With thy bells of Shandon that sound so grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee.
Stran 12 - With deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would In the days of childhood Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder Sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Stran 213 - This is but a feeble outline of scenes which are now daily passing. " The mirth of the land is gone ;" and even the proverbial kindness of the peasantry begins to fail. When some of the inhabitants of a crowded district were asked lately, why they had suffered several fellow-creatures to perish among them without making any effort for their relief, " Sure," they replied, turning their despairing eyes towards the speaker, " it will be our own turn next.
Stran 154 - ... no defence, confessed his crime, and sought no mercy. The fearful sentence of the law was passed on him, and he was remanded to his cell. During his imprisonment, and now in the brief interval that remained until the fatal day, he was constantly visited by the prison chaplain, and the priest of his own parish, a kind good old man, who had known him from his childhood. He remained apparently unmoved by their pious admonitions, always saying there was no hope for him either in this "world or the...
Stran 15 - O'Connell, Esq. of Darrynane (grandfather of the Liberator). On his becoming resident in Ireland, his influence over the peasantry of his old patrimonial district excited the jealousy of Mr. Morris, one of its landed proprietors, — a jealousy increased in consequence of one of his horses having won a race against a horse of Morris's. This led to a quarrel. Mr. Morris, probably a gentleman in other respects of honour and character, disdained not to avail himself of the oppressive weapons afforded...
Stran 69 - But really I heard something like footsteps on the gravel, round the gable-end — I wish " — A knock at the parlor door interrupted her. " Come in." The door opened, and Tim Gahan, Mr. Hewson's • confidential steward and right-hand man, entered, followed by a fair-haired delicate-looking boy of six years' old, dressed in deep mourning.
Stran 75 - Hewson's kitchen, and took his seat on the corner of the settle, near the fire. The cook directing a silent significant glance of compassion towards her fellow-servants, said : " Would you like a drink of cider, Tim, or will you wait and take a cup of tay with myself and Kitty ? " The old man's eyes were fixed on the fire, and a wrinkled hand was planted firmly on each knee,, as if to check their involuntary trembling. " I '11 not drink anything this night, thank you kindly, Nelly," he said, in a...
Stran 75 - Billy ?'' he asked, after a pause, in a quick hurried tone, looking up suddenly at the cook, with an expression in his eyes, which, as she afterwards said, " took away her breath." " Oh, never heed Billy ! I suppose he's busy with the master.
Stran 18 - They are of very simple form, short and straight, never exceeding five to a letter, and distinguished by their position on, above, or under, the medial line. The edge of the stone, in this example, forms the medial line.