Brallaghan: Or The DeipnosophistsE. Churton, 1845 - 336 стор. |
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... maybe with ould Paddy Fagan the hedge schoolmaster instead of bein ' as now hed piper of " The Goose , " and principal rither for the " Foreign Quartherly . " To be sure and sarten , it grieves me sore to be BRALLAGHAN .
... maybe with ould Paddy Fagan the hedge schoolmaster instead of bein ' as now hed piper of " The Goose , " and principal rither for the " Foreign Quartherly . " To be sure and sarten , it grieves me sore to be BRALLAGHAN .
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Or The Deipnosophists Edward Vaughan Kenealy. sure and sarten , it grieves me sore to be away from the rail prayties , and the jaynooine puttheen , on which the unholy blinkers of a gager never glanced , and the darlint Irish girls ...
Or The Deipnosophists Edward Vaughan Kenealy. sure and sarten , it grieves me sore to be away from the rail prayties , and the jaynooine puttheen , on which the unholy blinkers of a gager never glanced , and the darlint Irish girls ...
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... sure must have forgot thee By some oversight or blindness , When the milk of human kindness She was dealing out to man- Not even a drop left in the pan parallel for the above lines but the memorable encomiums on Sam Rogers by Lord Byron ...
... sure must have forgot thee By some oversight or blindness , When the milk of human kindness She was dealing out to man- Not even a drop left in the pan parallel for the above lines but the memorable encomiums on Sam Rogers by Lord Byron ...
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... sure to purvail wherever the Docther and Misther Tom Croaker were to be found , was the chief circumstances that furst siggested to Misther Mil- likin and Boyle the noshun of startin a fun club in the city . The decline and fall of ...
... sure to purvail wherever the Docther and Misther Tom Croaker were to be found , was the chief circumstances that furst siggested to Misther Mil- likin and Boyle the noshun of startin a fun club in the city . The decline and fall of ...
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... Sure never before were seen at a wake . Bless us , Dogherty , what are you bringing home ? where did you pick ' em up , jewell ? Oh , don't bother me , and you will get the whole account as clear as mud ; but Judy , we must first wash ...
... Sure never before were seen at a wake . Bless us , Dogherty , what are you bringing home ? where did you pick ' em up , jewell ? Oh , don't bother me , and you will get the whole account as clear as mud ; but Judy , we must first wash ...
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