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Pagina 118 - On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays, When the clear, cold eve's declining, He sees the round towers of other days, In the wave beneath him shining! Thus shall memory often, in dreams sublime, Catch a glimpse of the days that are over, Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time For the long-faded glories they cover!
Pagina 35 - Desmond — a thousand wild fountains Come down to that lake, from their home in the mountains.
Pagina 35 - Saxon's dark bondage and slaughter, And waked their last song by the rush of thy water! High sons of the lyre, oh! how proud was the feeling, To...
Pagina 79 - Chests contained, as we were told, the house linen and woollen, and the wardrobes of the inhabitants. The elders of the family preserve, in a great degree, the language, customs and religion of their old country, but the younger mingle and marry with their Irish neighbours. The men are tall, fine, stout fellows, as our Irish friend said,
Pagina 186 - Anno 1180; this abbey of Innisf alien being ever esteemed a paradise and a secure sanctuary, the treasure and the most valuable effects of the whole country were deposited in the hands of the clergy; notwithstanding which, we find the abbey was plundered in this year by Maolduin, son of Daniel O'Donoghue. Many of the clergy were slain, and even in their cemetery, by the Macarthys. But God soon punished this act of impiety and sacrilege, by bringing many of its authors to an untimely end.
Pagina 9 - The wran, the wran, the king of all birds, St. Stephen's day was cot in the furze; Although he is little, his family's grate — Put yer hand in yer pocket and give us a trate.
Pagina 161 - balance rock," and it is doubtless a Druidical remain of remote antiquity. Moore likens it to the poet's heart, which " The slightest touch alone sets moving, But all earth's power could not shake from its base." Leaving
Pagina 109 - Ah, but we'll divide a little sixpence between us; " and then comes the squabble as to which of the group shall be made agent for the rest. Every imaginable mode of obtaining a gratuity is resorted to; distorted limbs are exposed, rags are studiously displayed, and, almost invariably, a half idiot, with his frightful glare and paralysed voice, is foremost among them. The language in which they frame their petitions is always pointed, forcible, and, generally, highly poetic: — " Good luck to your...