The Dublin University Magazine, Том 42William Curry, Jun., and Company, 1853 |
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... spirit glad and free : Grateful these blessings to receive , I sing my hymn at morn and eve . On some , what floods of riches flow ! House , herds , and gold have they ; Yet life's best joys they never know , But fret their hours away ...
... spirit glad and free : Grateful these blessings to receive , I sing my hymn at morn and eve . On some , what floods of riches flow ! House , herds , and gold have they ; Yet life's best joys they never know , But fret their hours away ...
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... There vainly were my sorrows told , No answering voice to sooth my care ; Thy dust alone the tomb doth hold , Thy living spirit is not there . Above the grave my heart shall rise , To seek 1853 ] . 35 A Dinner of Herbs .
... There vainly were my sorrows told , No answering voice to sooth my care ; Thy dust alone the tomb doth hold , Thy living spirit is not there . Above the grave my heart shall rise , To seek 1853 ] . 35 A Dinner of Herbs .
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... spirit of the peo- ple , and that is maintained by the daily parting from their fast - emigrating friends , we have remarked that , go where we will , we never hear the sound of Irish song : - THE VALLEY . The ROCKET ( eruca sativa ) is ...
... spirit of the peo- ple , and that is maintained by the daily parting from their fast - emigrating friends , we have remarked that , go where we will , we never hear the sound of Irish song : - THE VALLEY . The ROCKET ( eruca sativa ) is ...
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... spirit that I set out . The tastes and pursuits that then gave me pleasure are still the same real sources of enjoyment to me . What were duties are now delights . Your dear mother was once my pupil as you are now ; and it is my pride ...
... spirit that I set out . The tastes and pursuits that then gave me pleasure are still the same real sources of enjoyment to me . What were duties are now delights . Your dear mother was once my pupil as you are now ; and it is my pride ...
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... spirit , if not of resistance , of at least self - defence , has arisen , and the little that remains of birth and blood amongst us has associated with the remnant of property to crush the hell hounds that liveby carnage . One of these ...
... spirit , if not of resistance , of at least self - defence , has arisen , and the little that remains of birth and blood amongst us has associated with the remnant of property to crush the hell hounds that liveby carnage . One of these ...
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