The Ancient and Present State of the County and City of Cork: Containing a Natural, Civil, Ecclesiastical, Historical, and Topographical Description Thereof, Volume 1

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Guy & Company, Limited, 70, Patrick Street., 1893 - Cork (Ireland : County)
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Page 218 - There, interspersed in lawns and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each other's shades. Here in full light the russet plains extend : There wrapt in clouds the bluish hills ascend. Ev'n the wild heath displays her purple dyes, And 'midst the desert fruitful fields arise, That, crown'd with tufted trees and springing corn, Like verdant isles, the sable waste adorn.
Page 149 - Within a long recess there lies a bay: An island shades it from the rolling sea, And forms a port secure for ships to ride: Broke by the jutting land, on either side, In double streams the briny waters glide...
Page 74 - The Trojan, from the main, beheld a wood, Which thick with shades, and a brown horror, stood : Betwixt the trees the Tiber took his course, With whirlpools dimpled ; and with downward force That drove the sand along, he took his way, And rolled his yellow billows to the sea. About him, and above, and round the wood, The birds that haunt the borders of his flood, That bathed within, or basked upon his side, To tuneful songs their narrow throats applied.
Page 182 - And you are to observe and follow such orders and directions from time to time as you shall receive from this or a future Congress...
Page 257 - Here moss-grown trees expand the smallest leaf, Here half an acre's corn is half a sheaf ; Here hills with naked heads the tempest meet, Rocks at their side, and torrents at their feet; Or lazy lakes, unconscious of a flood, Whose dull brown Naiads ever sleep in mud.
Page 167 - But his proud head the airy mountain hides among the clouds ; his shoulders and his sides a shady mantle clothes ; his curled brows frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, while winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; the common fate of all that's high or great.
Page 164 - Heav'ns upper realms, and cast a dreadful shade : No spring nor summer on the mountain seen, Smiles with gay fruits, or with delightful green ; But hoary winter, unadorn'd and bare, Dwells in the dire retreat, and freezes there ; There she assembles all her blackest storms, And the rude hail in rattling tempests forms...
Page 312 - I know not right : Whom when I asked from what place he came, And how he hight, himself he did ycleepe The Shepherd of the Ocean by name, And said he came far from the main-sea deep.
Page 98 - The palace stone, looks gay. Thy crowded ports, Where rising masts an endless prospect yield, With labour burn, and echo to the shouts Of hurried sailor, as he hearty waves His last adieu, and, loosening every sheet, Resigns the spreading vessel to the wind.
Page 89 - The stately-sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale, And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet Bears forward fierce, and guards his osier-isle, Protective of his young.

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