The Irish Quarterly Review, Том 5,Частина 1W. B. Kelly, 1855 |
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... hope that they ever will . From the managers of National Schools , however , much may be expected , because they have already accomplished a good deal in juvenile education . Still , in the cause of what may be properly called adult ...
... hope that they ever will . From the managers of National Schools , however , much may be expected , because they have already accomplished a good deal in juvenile education . Still , in the cause of what may be properly called adult ...
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... hope that our suggestions in teaching this subject may meet the approbation of and be adopted by those teachers who are , sending from their schools day after day to fill respectable situations in society , pupils sadly deficient in ...
... hope that our suggestions in teaching this subject may meet the approbation of and be adopted by those teachers who are , sending from their schools day after day to fill respectable situations in society , pupils sadly deficient in ...
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... hope can be entertained that Evening Schools will effect the object for which they were intended . Indeed it is , and ever has been , our opinion , that until we have a body of efficient , energetic , and qualified teachers to conduct ...
... hope can be entertained that Evening Schools will effect the object for which they were intended . Indeed it is , and ever has been , our opinion , that until we have a body of efficient , energetic , and qualified teachers to conduct ...
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... hope at a future period to advocate the cause of Na- tional Teachers , and to show the great injustice done those whose lives have been spent in educating the poorer classes of our fellow subjects . What we are now to consider is , the ...
... hope at a future period to advocate the cause of Na- tional Teachers , and to show the great injustice done those whose lives have been spent in educating the poorer classes of our fellow subjects . What we are now to consider is , the ...
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... hope too . To see them working , or reading , or making their womanly fuss near me , and under my roof , and mutually tolerating and helping each other , and never talking loud . And my mother , my dear , dear mother , sitting in her ...
... hope too . To see them working , or reading , or making their womanly fuss near me , and under my roof , and mutually tolerating and helping each other , and never talking loud . And my mother , my dear , dear mother , sitting in her ...
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Сторінка 574 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird, or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Сторінка 574 - Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!— prophet still, if bird or devil! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this Home by Horror haunted — tell me truly I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? tell me — tell me, I implore!
Сторінка 574 - I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Сторінка 200 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Сторінка 574 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Сторінка 576 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Сторінка 579 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Сторінка 579 - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing...
Сторінка 459 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Сторінка 201 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings, He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.