Brallaghan: Or The DeipnosophistsE. Churton, 1845 - 336 стор. |
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... fair If there be aught within this little tome Worthy to win one passing thought of thine , Thou art the cause ; -thy songs of beauty rare , The pleasant days pass'd in thy happy home Of roses , myrtle , and green eglantine , Thy smiles ...
... fair If there be aught within this little tome Worthy to win one passing thought of thine , Thou art the cause ; -thy songs of beauty rare , The pleasant days pass'd in thy happy home Of roses , myrtle , and green eglantine , Thy smiles ...
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... fair . Every soft attractive spell Finds within her heart a goal ; Loveliness and goodness dwell Orb - like in her heavenly soul . O , divine enchantress bright ! Dare I love thy looks of light ? CONTENTS . BARNEY BRALLAGHAN'S LETTER TO ...
... fair . Every soft attractive spell Finds within her heart a goal ; Loveliness and goodness dwell Orb - like in her heavenly soul . O , divine enchantress bright ! Dare I love thy looks of light ? CONTENTS . BARNEY BRALLAGHAN'S LETTER TO ...
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... fair sex , playin and sportin , kissin and courtin , in the green fields , and undher the ould broad - spreadin oak - threes ; and oftin have I tould my father confessor over a jolly fine bowl of the best Innishown whiskey that nothin ...
... fair sex , playin and sportin , kissin and courtin , in the green fields , and undher the ould broad - spreadin oak - threes ; and oftin have I tould my father confessor over a jolly fine bowl of the best Innishown whiskey that nothin ...
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... fair city . I had then , the Lord be praised , neither chick nor child , nor wife , nor any other encumbrance , baggige , or botheration , so that I thravelled about the counthry with my masther like a rovin ' tinker as happy as the ...
... fair city . I had then , the Lord be praised , neither chick nor child , nor wife , nor any other encumbrance , baggige , or botheration , so that I thravelled about the counthry with my masther like a rovin ' tinker as happy as the ...
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... fair " Rosamond's Bower " at Fulham , to his desk in the Admiralthry , with a club in his right fist of the thrue Irish oak , and stalworth diminshions , and this he whacks agen the pavemint with so stout and determined an energy that ...
... fair " Rosamond's Bower " at Fulham , to his desk in the Admiralthry , with a club in his right fist of the thrue Irish oak , and stalworth diminshions , and this he whacks agen the pavemint with so stout and determined an energy that ...
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Achilles Tatius afther aiquil Anacreon Ballinamona oro Barney beauty bliss BOYLE Brallaghan breast Brian O'Linn bright bright eyes bright-ey'd wine Castle Hyde charms Colla bella coorse Cork Croker Cupid darlint dear Deipnosophist Club delight divine Doctor Dreams drink enuff eyes fair Father Prout flowers Freeholder Grake hath heart Heaven Hood Irish potheen Judy kiss ladies larned laughing lips LITTLE'S POEMS look Lord Maginn MARY GENTLE MILLIKIN Misther MOORE MOORE'S MELODIES never night nose nymph o'er once ould Philostratus Plagiarism poet poor preesht Prout punch Quæ rose rosy round SABERTASH shine sing SIR JOHN SUCKLING smile song soul spirit stars sweet tell thee thine thou thought thrue Tom Hood Tom Moore Venus whin whiskey WILLIAM MAGINN young γαρ δε εν εστι και μεν μοι Ου τε Ω Λινν
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Сторінка 298 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Сторінка 209 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Сторінка 298 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Сторінка 302 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Сторінка 306 - If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Сторінка 314 - WHEN Time, who steals our years away, Shall steal our pleasures too, The memory of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
Сторінка 327 - No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
Сторінка 331 - Thus sung they in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful Note, And all the way, to guide their Chime, With falling Oars they kept the time.
Сторінка 309 - Although men are accused for not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps as few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold, which the owner knows not of.
Сторінка 133 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.