The Reliques of Father Prout, Late P.P. of Watergrasshill, in the County of Cork, Ireland, 1권James Fraser, 1836 |
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... thou , whatever title please thine ear , Dean , Drapier , Bickerstaff , or Gulliver- Whether thou choose Cervantes ' serious air , Or laugh and shake in Rab'lais ' easy chair , Or praise the court , or magnify mankind , Or thy grieved ...
... thou , whatever title please thine ear , Dean , Drapier , Bickerstaff , or Gulliver- Whether thou choose Cervantes ' serious air , Or laugh and shake in Rab'lais ' easy chair , Or praise the court , or magnify mankind , Or thy grieved ...
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... thou bear the bitter blast- Houseless , unclad , affright , aghast ; Jocund no more ! and hush'd the mirth That gladden'd oft the sons of earth ! " Youth Nor unloath am I to confess that such contemplations have won upon me in the ...
... thou bear the bitter blast- Houseless , unclad , affright , aghast ; Jocund no more ! and hush'd the mirth That gladden'd oft the sons of earth ! " Youth Nor unloath am I to confess that such contemplations have won upon me in the ...
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... Thou sleepest in this milky coffer , Cooper'd with brass hoops weather - tight , Impervious to the dim moonlight . The shower cannot get in to soak Thy hair or little purple cloak ; Heedless of gloom , in dark sojourn , Thy face ...
... Thou sleepest in this milky coffer , Cooper'd with brass hoops weather - tight , Impervious to the dim moonlight . The shower cannot get in to soak Thy hair or little purple cloak ; Heedless of gloom , in dark sojourn , Thy face ...
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... But while fame elates thee , Oh , still remember me ! When the praise thou meetest To thine ear is sweetest , Oh , then remember me ! Any one who has the slightest tincture of French literature THE ROGUERIES OF TOM MOORE . 237.
... But while fame elates thee , Oh , still remember me ! When the praise thou meetest To thine ear is sweetest , Oh , then remember me ! Any one who has the slightest tincture of French literature THE ROGUERIES OF TOM MOORE . 237.
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... thou rovest By the star thou lovest , Oh , then remember me ! Think , when home returning , Bright we've seen it burning- Oh , then remember me ! Oft as summer closes , When thine eye reposes On its lingering roses , Once so loved by ...
... thou rovest By the star thou lovest , Oh , then remember me ! Think , when home returning , Bright we've seen it burning- Oh , then remember me ! Oft as summer closes , When thine eye reposes On its lingering roses , Once so loved by ...
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40 페이지 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
219 페이지 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
214 페이지 - Chiare, fresche e dolci acque, ove le belle membra pose colei che sola a me par donna; gentil ramo ove piacque (con sospir mi rimembra) a lei di fare al bel fianco colonna; erba e fior che la gonna leggiadra ricoverse co l'angelico seno; aere sacro sereno ove Amor co' begli occhi il cor m'aperse: date udìenzia insieme a le dolenti mie parole estreme.
257 페이지 - With deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would In the days of childhood Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder Sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
182 페이지 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower...
245 페이지 - For, oh, if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this ! There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ; One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss : And oh...
69 페이지 - Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran, Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel...
199 페이지 - He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
96 페이지 - There is a stone there That whoever kisses, Oh ! he never misses To grow eloquent. 'Tis he may clamber To a lady's chamber, Or become a member Of Parliament: A clever spouter He'll sure to turn out, or An out-and-outer, "To be let alone.
258 페이지 - THE BELLS OF SHANDON With deep affection and recollection I often think of those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, in the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle their magic spells. On this I ponder where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon that sound so grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee.