The Beauties of Ireland: Being Original Delineations, Topographical, Historical, and Biographical, of Each County, Zväzok 2

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Sherwood, Jones, & Company, 1826

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Strana 497 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Strana 207 - ... graceful, and agreeable young women in London, only a little too fat. Her hair was blacker than a raven, and every feature of her face in perfection. . . . Never was any of her sex born with better gifts of the mind, or who more improved them by reading and conversation.
Strana 296 - The first design of this Essay was his : — under the semblance of attack, he wished to show the English public the eloquence, wit, and talents of the lower classes of people in Ireland. Working zealously upon the ideas which he suggested, sometimes, what was spoken by him, was afterwards written by me ; or when I wrote my first thoughts, they were corrected and improved by him ; so that no book was ever written more completely in partnership. On this, as on most subjects, whether light or serious,...
Strana 125 - Like the idle gleam that December's beam Can dart on ice and snow. " And fading, like that varied gleam, Is our inconstant shape, Who now like knight and lady seem, And now like dwarf and ape.
Strana 207 - All of us who had the happiness of her friendship agreed unanimously, that, in an afternoon or evening's conversation, she never failed, before we parted, of delivering the best thing that was said in the company. Some of us have written down several of her sayings, or what the French call bans mots, wherein she excelled beyond belief.
Strana 74 - ... was always melancholy save when Dean Swift was there, and then she seemed happy. The garden was to an uncommon degree crowded with laurels. The old man said, that when Miss Vanhomrigh expected the Dean, she always planted with her own hand a laurel or two against his arrival. He showed her favourite seat, still called Vanessa's Bower.
Strana 462 - Keeping my sheep amongst the cooly shade Of the green alders by the Mulla's shore; There a strange shepherd chanced to find me out, Whether allured with my pipe's delight, Whose pleasing sound yshrilled far about, Or thither led by chance, I know not right : Whom when I asked from what place he came, And how he hight, himself he did yclepe The Shepherd of the Ocean...
Strana 201 - She never had the least absence of mind in conversation, nor given to interruption, or appeared eager to put in her word, by waiting impatiently until another had done. She spoke in a most agreeable voice, in the plainest words, never hesitating, except out of modesty before new faces, where she was somewhat reserved ; nor, among her nearest friends, ever spoke much at a time. She was but...
Strana 74 - In this sequestered spot, according to the old gardener's account, the Dean and Vanessa used often to sit, with books and writing materials on the table before them.
Strana 152 - it is about a mile and a half in length, and a quarter of a mile broad ; and being defended, to the northward, by the...

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