Fairy legends and traditions of the south of Ireland [by T.C. Croker]. With a short memoir of the author by his son

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W. Tegg, 1859 - Folklore - 344 pages

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Page 107 - He shall not die, by G — ," cried my uncle Toby. The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in ; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 1 - Whose midnight revels by a forest side Or fountain some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 89 - The best of masters are you, surely," said Billy to him; " no matter who is the next; and well pleased will I be with your service if you continue to give me plenty to drink." " I have made no bargain with you," said the little man, " and will make none ; but up and follow me.
Page 138 - said I, ' who in the world axed you to fly so far — was it I ? did not I beg, and pray, and beseech you to stop half an hour ago ? ' ' There's no use talking, Dan...
Page 92 - All thinking that the priest would have done so, as he ought if he had done his duty, no one wished to take the word out of his mouth, which unfortunately was preoccupied with pig's head and greens. And after a moment's pause, the fun and merriment of the bridal feast went on without the pious benediction. " Of this circumstance both Bill j and his master were no inattentive spectators from their exalted stations.
Page 127 - Ne let mischievous witches with their charms, Ne let hobgoblins, names whose sense we see not, Fray us with things that be not.
Page 93 - Daniel — take that for your wages " — gave poor Billy a most furious kick in the back, which sent his unfortunate servant sprawling upon his face and hands right in the middle of the supper table. If Billy was astonished, how much more so was every one of the company into which he was thrown with so little ceremony ! but when they heard his story, father Cooney laid down his knife and fork, and married the young couple out of hand with all speed ; and Billy Mac Daniel danced the Rinka at their...
Page 298 - OH, happy shades — to me unblest ! Friendly to peace, but not to me ! How ill the scene that offers rest, And heart that cannot rest, agree...
Page 174 - O'Donoghue had nearly reached the western side of the lake, he suddenly turned his steed, and directed his course along the wood-fringed shore of Glenaa, preceded by the huge wave that curled and foamed up as high as the horse's neck, whose fiery nostrils snorted above it. The long train of attendants followed, with playful deviations, the track of their leader, and moved on with unabated fleetness to their celestial music, till gradually, as they entered the narrow strait between Glenaa and Dinis,...
Page 135 - I'd better be telling you my story. " Well, we had everything of the best, and plenty of it ; and we ate, and we drank, and we danced, and the young master by the same token danced with Peggy Barry, from the Bohereen — a lovely young couple they were, though they are both low enough now. To make a long story short, I got, as a body may say, the same thing as tipsy almost, for I can't remember ever at all, no ways, how it was I left the place ; only I did leave it, that's certain.

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