Walks Through Ireland in the Years 1812, 1814, and 1817: Described in a Series of Letters to an English Gentleman

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Pagina 44 - 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...
Pagina 504 - Or seeks the den where snow-tracks mark the way And drags the struggling savage into day. At night returning, every labour sped, He sits him down the monarch of a shed ; Smiles by his cheerful fire, and round surveys His children's looks that brighten at the blaze , While his loved partner, boastful of her hoard Displays her cleanly platter on the board ; And haply too some pilgrim, thither led, With many a tale repays the nightly bed.
Pagina 132 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Pagina 504 - Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansion tread, And force a churlish soil for scanty bread; No product here the barren hills afford, But man and steel, the soldier and his sword...
Pagina 504 - Cheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose, Breathes the keen air, and carols as he goes...
Pagina 219 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade ; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Pagina 420 - In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel ; And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Pagina 504 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal...
Pagina 541 - England to confer with her Majesty about the affairs of this kingdom. " These differences were occasioned by the several alterations which had happened in ecclesiastical matters within the compass of twelve years.

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