The Lament of the Emerald IsleWilliam Hone, 1818 - 21 стор. |
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ANACREON ancient arms bard battle beam beauty bless blush brave breath bright Carolan charm cheer Clonmacnoise Danes Doctor Johnson Dublin Duke of Leinster e'en Edition EMERALD ISLE ERIN ERIN's ev'ry fairy bower fame fate fire flame foreign genius glories glow grace grave green hand harp heart heaven hero holy honour immortal Ireland Irish isle J. J. Stockdale Killarney King Lady Morgan Leinster light lone Lord lyre melody minstrel monarch MONODY Morrogh mountain mourn Munster nation nobility noble o'er Ollam Ossian Pall Mall patriot Picts piety poem Price pride prince PRINCE REGENT Printed for J. J. pure regal reign round rude ruin sacred says scene shade shame shameless band shed shew sigh smile song sorrow soul spirit splendour Stonehenge strain sweet sword Tara tear thee thine thou throne tomb tongue virtue warrior wave wild wing
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Сторінка 224 - And sure it is yet a most beautiful and sweet country as any is under heaven, being stored throughout with many goodly rivers, replenished with all sorts of fish most abundantly, sprinkled with many...
Сторінка 195 - Of spellful song, and eloquence divine, Painting's sweet power, Philosophy's pure flame, And Homer's lyre, and Ossian's harp were mine, The splendid arts of Erin, Greece, and Rome, In Mary lost, would lose their wonted grace ; All would I give to snatch her from the tomb, Again to fold her in my fond embrace. Desponding, sick, exhausted with my grief, Awhile the founts of sorrow cease to flow ; In vain ! — I rest not — sleep brings no relief ; Cheerless, companionless, I wake to woe.
Сторінка 174 - To the Memory of OLIVER GOLDSMITH, Poet, Natural Philosopher, and Historian : Who left no species of Writing untouched; or, Unadorned by his Pen, Whether to move laughter, Or...
Сторінка 18 - St. Irvyne; \ or, \ The Rosicrucian. \ A Romance. | By | A Gentleman | of the University of Oxford. | London: | Printed for JJ Stockdale, | 41, Pall Mall. | 1811.
Сторінка 196 - Now doom'd to mourn my last sad years away ; My life a solitude, my heart a void. Alas ! the change, to change again no more, For every comfort is with Mary fled ; And ceaseless anguish shall her loss deplore, Till age and sorrow join me with the dead. Adieu...
Сторінка 203 - ... now you stand like elves, at the door of your own pandemonium. The armed youth of the country, like a thousand streams, thundered from a thousand hills, and filled the plain with the congregated waters, in whose mirror...
Сторінка 204 - The armed youth of the country, like a thousand streams, thundered from a thousand hills, and filled the plain with the congregated waters, in whose mirror was seen, for a moment, the watery image of the British constitution ; the waters subside, the torrents cease, the rill ripples within its own bed, and the boys and children of the village paddle in the brook.
Сторінка 214 - I value the just prerogatives of ancient nobility, but to the tears and regrets of a nation, bending over the urn of public and private excellence, as Ireland did over his, what has Heraldry to add, or, at such moments, what can it bestow ? . . , / Sir William Osborne was a most attentive, acute, and discriminating member of the House of Commons.
Сторінка 212 - His speeches, when he first entered the house of commons, were very brilliant, very figurative, and far more remarkable for that elegant, poetic taste which had highly distinguished him when a member of the university than any logical illustration or depth of argument But as he was blessed with great endowments, every session took away somewhat from the unnecessary splendour and redundancy of his harangues. To make use of a phrase of Cicero, in speaking of his own...