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Page 152 - I have been young, and now am old : and yet saw I never the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging their bread.
Page 149 - The imprison'd storms through brazen nostrils roar, Fan the white flame, and fuse the sparkling ore. Here high in air the rising stream he pours To clay-built cisterns, or to lead-lined towers ; Fresh through a thousand pipes the wave distils, And thirsty cities drink the exuberant rills.
Page 79 - Let me beg of you, Philip, not to take such an idea into your head ; do not lose a moment ; you will be utterly ruined if you do ; why not apply to your father-in-law — he is able to assist you ; for at present you only suffer from temporary embarrassment" " True for ye — that's good advice, my lady; and by the blessing of God I'll see about it."
Page 78 - The dwelling-house is a long rambling abode, much larger than the generality of those that fall to the lot of small Irish farmers ; but the fact is that Philip rents one of the most extensive farms in the neighbourhood, and ought to be
Page 338 - as clane skinned a girl," as any in the world. There is Shane, an active, handsome-looking fellow, leaning over the half door of his cottage, kicking a hole in the wall with his brogue, and picking up all the large gravel within his reach, to pelt the ducks with — those useful Irish scavengers. Let us speak to him. '
Page 338 - I don't hit the nail on the head quick enough ; and she takes a dale more trouble than she need .about many a thing." "I do not think I ever saw Ellen's wheel without flax before, Shane!" " Bad cess to the wheel ! — I got it this morning about that, too — I...
Page 79 - Garraty, he goes on, that when ye did'nt care to look after ye'r own interests, and I offering so fair for the field, I was going to wait upon you? I don't lose my papers in the Irish fashion. Well that last set me up — and...
Page 176 - Not at home to any one,' were the orders issued when we sat down to dinner. The cloth had been removed, and papa was occupying himself in looking over some papers ; from his occasional frown I fancied they were not of the most agreeable nature ; at last I went to my harp, and played one of the airs of my country, of which I knew he was particularly fond.
Page 337 - INDEPENDENCE!" — it is the word, of all others, that Irish — men, women, and children — least understand ; and the calmness, or rather indifference, with which they submit to dependence, bitter and miserable as it is, must be a source of deep regret to all who " love the land," or who feel anxious to uphold the dignity of human kind.