Florence Macarthy: An Irish Tale, Tom 3Henry Colburn, 1818 |
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Strona 32
... returning to com- municate viva voce , what he dared not write . He has been for more than a week back lurking in this neighbour- hood , and even had the audacity to present himself in my father's house on false pretences . He is now ...
... returning to com- municate viva voce , what he dared not write . He has been for more than a week back lurking in this neighbour- hood , and even had the audacity to present himself in my father's house on false pretences . He is now ...
Strona 34
... returned Judge Aubrey . " But I hope , Mr. Crawley , the docu- ments , whose copies you have had the trouble to make and to read , have not actually been sent off to the chief secre- tary's office by military express . " 66 They are , I ...
... returned Judge Aubrey . " But I hope , Mr. Crawley , the docu- ments , whose copies you have had the trouble to make and to read , have not actually been sent off to the chief secre- tary's office by military express . " 66 They are , I ...
Strona 42
... " Officers , do your duty , " said young Crawley , authoritatively , and almost incoherent with stifled rage . “ I shall accompany your officers , " returned the stranger , coolly ; " and I have 42 FLORENCE MACARTHY .
... " Officers , do your duty , " said young Crawley , authoritatively , and almost incoherent with stifled rage . “ I shall accompany your officers , " returned the stranger , coolly ; " and I have 42 FLORENCE MACARTHY .
Strona 43
An Irish Tale Lady Morgan (Sydney). returned the stranger , coolly ; " and I have to thank them for their indulgence , which has confronted me with Baron Boulter . His lordship , I doubt not , has been imposed upon ; but for the rest , I ...
An Irish Tale Lady Morgan (Sydney). returned the stranger , coolly ; " and I have to thank them for their indulgence , which has confronted me with Baron Boulter . His lordship , I doubt not , has been imposed upon ; but for the rest , I ...
Strona 52
... returned a polite answer , as general in its terms as the proposition to which it replied . Judge Aubrey sat still , in silent triumph ; the ladies ' eyes were all turn- ed on the Guerilla chief ; and Lord Ros- brin , seeing every thing ...
... returned a polite answer , as general in its terms as the proposition to which it replied . Judge Aubrey sat still , in silent triumph ; the ladies ' eyes were all turn- ed on the Guerilla chief ; and Lord Ros- brin , seeing every thing ...
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amused ancient auto da fé Ballydab Baron Boulter Bhan Tierna bon-ton carthy chair Clancare's Conway Crawley coun countenance Craw Crawley's Cumhal dæmon Daly dear door Dublin Dunore castle Dunore's Earl emotion exclaimed eyes feelings Fitz Fitzwalter Florence Macarthy followed Georgy gineral hall hand handkerchief head heart interrupted Lord Ireland Irish Judge Aubrey kerchief Kerry Lady Clancare Lady Dunore Lady Georgina ladyship Larry Costello laugh look Lord Adelm Lord Fitzadelm Lord Frederick Lord Rosbrin lordship Mac Mahon Macar Madam marchioness ment mind Miss Crawley Montenay morning neral never O'Leary O'Leary's observed old Crawley ould Padreen pause person plaze your honor pray pretty prisoner rebellion replied returned round ruins scene seated shew silent singular smile Spain Spanish spirit spoke stood stranger sylph thing tion tone troth turned voice woman young Crawley
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Strona 69 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Strona 71 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact.
Strona 60 - O'Leary, with a burst of emotion beyond all power of control, and darting forward, 'ay, troth is she Irish, body and soul. Irish by birth, by blood, and by descent. Irish every inch of her, heart and hand, life and land ! And though the mother that bore her was Iberian born, Bachal Essu ! she was Milesian, like herself, descended from the Tyrian Hercules ; and there she stands, the darling of the world, with the best blood of Spain and Ireland flowing through her veins. A true Irishwoman, that loves...
Strona 265 - With Ireland in my heart, and epitomising something of her humour and her sufferings in my own character and story, I do trade upon the materials she furnishes me ; and turning my patriotism into pounds, shillings, and pence, endeavour, at the same moment, to serve her and support myself.
Strona 58 - I saw her once Hop forty paces through the public street : And having lost her breath, she spoke, and panted, That she did make defect, perfection, And, breathless, power breathe forth.
Strona 183 - Stanihurst carries the point very far in regard to the fidelity between foster brethren. ' You cannot,' says he, ' find one instance of perfidy, deceit, or treachery among them ; nay, they are ready to expose themselves to all manner of dangers for the safety of those who sucked their mother's milk ; you may beat them to a mummy, you may put them upon the rack, you may burn them on a gridiron, you may expose them to the most exquisite tortures that the cruellest tyrant can invent, yet you will never...
Strona 183 - ... nay, they are ready to expose themselves to all manner of dangers for the safety of those who sucked their mother's milk ; you may beat them to a mummy, you may put them upon the rack, you may burn them on a gridiron, you may expose them to the most exquisite tortures that the cruellest tyrant can invent — yet, you will never remove them from that innate fidelity which is grafted in them ; you will never induce them to betray their duty.
Strona 43 - Here again the language of the great charter is, that no freeman shall be taken or imprisoned but by the lawful judgment of his equals, or by the law of the land.
Strona 94 - Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied* night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.