The Hibernian Magazine. ..., Випуски 1 – 6John F. Fowler, 3 Crow Street., 1864 |
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... better for you to go away " . And she returned to the house with slow and reluctant steps . " Shame upon me " , exclaimed Brian Purcell as he wended his way homewards . " Shame upon me for that unworthy thought . The rill that ripples ...
... better for you to go away " . And she returned to the house with slow and reluctant steps . " Shame upon me " , exclaimed Brian Purcell as he wended his way homewards . " Shame upon me for that unworthy thought . The rill that ripples ...
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... better , perhaps , than a long description - the character of our humble heroine . Perhaps , too , we wish to delay for a little while the sad , sad story of the doom that befel her . The Protestant clergyman , the Rev. Robert Stephens ...
... better , perhaps , than a long description - the character of our humble heroine . Perhaps , too , we wish to delay for a little while the sad , sad story of the doom that befel her . The Protestant clergyman , the Rev. Robert Stephens ...
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... better world , apparently the very moment after he had ad- ministered the last sacrament to her . It was now Father O'Gorman's turn to be agitated , while Sally was quite calm and collected . stared at her for a moment as if she were ...
... better world , apparently the very moment after he had ad- ministered the last sacrament to her . It was now Father O'Gorman's turn to be agitated , while Sally was quite calm and collected . stared at her for a moment as if she were ...
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... better nature almost predominated over the calculating worldliness which was the ruling characteristic of her disposition . At this par- ticular time she wavered between two suitors . One was the son of a wealthy tallow - chandler , who ...
... better nature almost predominated over the calculating worldliness which was the ruling characteristic of her disposition . At this par- ticular time she wavered between two suitors . One was the son of a wealthy tallow - chandler , who ...
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... better - one step , and you are in a different country . Her Whilst rolling along in the diligence , getting nearer and nearer the frontier , the different character , history , and destiny of these two coun- tries rose up visibly to my ...
... better - one step , and you are in a different country . Her Whilst rolling along in the diligence , getting nearer and nearer the frontier , the different character , history , and destiny of these two coun- tries rose up visibly to my ...
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Adelaide admiration appeared arms Bartlett beauty Brian Purcell called Captain Dawson character Church Connor Shea Croak daughter dear Diarmuidh doctor door Dublin Enoch exclaimed eyes face Fanny Father O'Gorman feel Fenians Fion fire followed Forty Fort give hand happy head heard heart HIBERNIAN MAGAZINE horse imagination Indians Irish John Elder Josh Reddy Kate king knew lady light living look MacCuil MADAME DE POMPADOUR Matt Hazlitt mind Miss Evans Montaigne Mooney mother mountain nature never night Oisin Oliver Grindem passed poem poet poetic poetry poor replied RICHARD STEELE rose round Sally Cavanagh scene Shawn Gow side smile spirit stood tears tell things THOMAS IRWIN thought Tom Burke took turned UNTENANTED GRAVES valley voice walked wife wild WILLIAM BERNARD KELLY woman word Wyoming young Zouave
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Сторінка 167 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.
Сторінка 169 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range; Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
Сторінка 257 - All these he saw ; but what he fain had seen He could not see, the kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branch'd And blossom'd in the zenith...
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Сторінка 169 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail.
Сторінка 23 - Look yonder,— that hale, well-looking puppy! You ungrateful scoundrel, did not I pity you, take you out of a great man's service, and show you the pleasure of receiving wages? Did not I (five you ten, then fifteen, and twenty shillings a week to be sorrowful? —and the more I give you. I think the gladder you are I " *"From my own Apartment, TVoc.
Сторінка 47 - The staircase of Brick Court is said to have been filled with mourners, the reverse of domestic ; women without a home, without domesticity of any kind, with no friend but him they had come to weep for ; outcasts of that great, solitary, wicked city, to whom he had never forgotten to be kind and charitable.