The Irish Birthday-book. Selections from the Speeches and Writings of Irish Men and Women, Both Catholic and ProtestantCatholic Publication Society, 1884 - 282 страници |
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ancient April AUBREY De Vere August August 16 beauty BERKELEY BLAKE DILLON bless born brave breast bright BURKE CHARLES GAVAN DUFFY D. F. MACCARTHY dear December DENIS FLORENCE MACCARTHY dream earth EDWARD WALSH ELLEN FORrester England English Erin Erin's eyes fair February February 11 freedom glory Grattan grief heart heaven honour hope hour Irish Irishmen isle JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN JAMESON January JOHN DILLON July June LADY WILDE land Liberty light live Lord March March 29 mind Nation ne'er never November O'Connell o'er October Parliament passion patriot peace S. C. HALL September shamrock shine sigh SIR CHARLES GAVAN SIR SAMUEL FERGUSON smile song sorrow soul spirit STEWART PARNELL summer sweet T. D. SULLIVAN tears thee thine THOMAS DAVIS THOMAS MOORE thou thought to-day true truth voice W. E. H. LECKY WILLIAM DRENNAN WILLIAM WILKINS
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Страница 185 - Westward the course of empire takes its way ; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day ; Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Страница 110 - Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree ? Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried, If he kneel not before the same altar with me...
Страница 185 - In happy climes, the seat of innocence, Where nature guides and virtue rules, Where men shall not impose for truth and sense ' The pedantry of courts and schools...
Страница 244 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Страница 50 - She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
Страница 12 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
Страница 166 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay : Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made ;w But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Страница 112 - Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Страница 6 - And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there, And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky!
Страница 150 - How dear to me the hour when daylight dies, And sunbeams melt along the silent sea ; For then sweet dreams of other days arise, And memory breathes her vesper sigh to thee. And, as I watch the line of light, that plays Along the smooth wave tow'rd the burning west, I long to tread that golden path of rays, And think 'twould lead to some bright isle of rest.