Sketches in Ireland: Descriptive of Interesting, and Hitherto Unnoticed Districts, in the North and SouthW. Curry, jun. and Company, 1827 - 411 стор. |
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Sketches of Ireland: Descriptive of Interesting and Hitherto Unnoticed ... C. O. Повний перегляд - 1827 |
Sketches in Ireland: Descriptive of Interesting, and Hitherto Unnoticed ... Caesar Otway Повний перегляд - 1827 |
Sketches in Ireland: Descriptive of Interesting, and Hitherto Unnoticed ... Caesar Otway Повний перегляд - 1827 |
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Сторінка 257 - Compared with this, how poor religion's pride, In all the pomp of method and of art...
Сторінка 83 - Come on, sir ; here's the place : — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low ! The crows and choughs that wing the midway air Show scarce so gross as beetles : half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire, — dreadful trade ! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head...
Сторінка 258 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Сторінка 343 - ... anatomies of death ; they spake like ghosts crying out of their graves; they did eat the dead carrions, happy where they could find them; yea, and one another soon after, insomuch as the very carcasses they spared not to scrape out of their graves...
Сторінка 83 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Сторінка 9 - Gnomes ! o'er the waste you led your myriad powers, Climb'd on the whirls, and aim'd the flinty showers ! Onward resistless rolls the infuriate surge, Clouds follow clouds, and mountains mountains urge ; Wave over wave the driving desert swims, Bursts o'er their heads, inhumes their struggling limbs ; Man mounts on man, on camels camels rush, Hosts march o'er hosts, and nations nations crush, — Wheeling in air the winged islands fall, And one great earthy ocean covers all...
Сторінка 343 - ... their hands, for their legs could not bear them; they looked like anatomies of death, they spake like ghosts crying out of their graves; they did eat the dead...
Сторінка 20 - ... of this rod, to the end that no evil tongue may find cause to asperse the candour of your actions with blackness, nor any kind of corruption or tie of friendship be able to pervert your justice; therefore, in a lucky hour take the government of this people, to exercise the power given you with freedom and security.
Сторінка 84 - Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the Lord.
Сторінка 203 - Imperial rule of all the sea-girt isles That, like to rich and various gems, inlay The unadorned bosom of the deep...