Bantry, Berehaven and the O'Sullivan Sept

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Sealy, Bryers & Walker, 1908 - Ireland - 94 pages
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Page 50 - ... bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 16 - Out of every corner of the woods and glens they came creeping forth upon their hands, for their legs could not bear them; they looked like anatomies of death ; they spake like ghosts crying out of their graves...
Page 7 - We have lost two commanders-in-chief ; of four admirals not one remains ; we have lost one ship of the line that we know of, : and probably many others of which we know nothing ; • we...
Page 7 - At half after four, there being every appearance of a stormy night, three vessels cut their cables and put to sea. The Indomptable having with great difficulty weighed one anchor, we were forced at length to cut the cable of the other and make the best of our way out of the bay, being followed by the whole of our little squadron, now reduced to ten sail, of which seven are of the line, one frigate, and two corvettes or luggers.
Page 16 - Munster ; for notwithstanding that the same was a most rich and plentiful country, full of corn and cattle, that you would have thought they should have been able to stand long, yet ere one year and a half they were brought to such wretchedness, as that any stony heart would have rued the same. Out of every corner of the woods and glens they came creeping forth upon their hands, for their legs could not bear them ; they looked like anatomies of death, they spake like ghosts crying out of their graves...
Page 52 - The sun on Ivera No longer shines brightly, The voice of her music No longer is sprightly, No more to her maidens The light dance is dear, Since the death of our darling O'Sullivan Bear. Scully! thou false one, You basely betrayed him, In his strong hour of need, When thy right hand should aid him; He fed thee — he clad thee — You had all could delight thee: You left him — you sold him — May Heaven requite thee!
Page 52 - Through ocean to trail him, Like a fish after slaughter — 'T is therefore I wail him. Long may the curse Of his people pursue them: Scully that sold him, And soldier that slew him! One glimpse of heaven's light May they see never! May the hearthstone of hell Be their best bed for ever!
Page 6 - I am surprised at, which is the extreme sang-froid with which I view the coast. I expected I should have been violently affected, yet I look at it as if it were the coast of Japan; I do not, however, love my country the less, for not having romantic feelings with regard to...
Page 16 - ... in short space, there were none almost left, and a most populous and plentiful country suddenly left void of man and beast...
Page 52 - That cheek in the summer sun Ne'er shall grow warm; Nor that eye e'er catch light, But the flash of the storm. A curse, blessed ocean, Is on thy green water, From the haven of Cork, To Ivera of slaughter: Since thy billows were dyed With the red wounds of fear Of Muiertach Oge...

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