Grace Cassidy; or, The repealers: A novel, Volume 1

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R. Bently, 1834 - History
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Page 305 - Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those; Favours to none, to all she smiles extends, Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike
Page 255 - delight, and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind fury with th' abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
Page 86 - For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas, That grew the more by reaping." MR. DESMOND, the landlord, or masther as he was called by his tenants, was a gentleman of ancient family and large fortune, deservedly popular in
Page 305 - unfix'd as those; Favours to none, to all she smiles extends, Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike
Page 110 - Oh ! grief hath changed me since you saw me last, And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand, Have written strange defeatures in my face." GRACE'S soliloquy was interrupted by the arrival of Larry M'Swigger, an old
Page 34 - Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste; But, with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur." A MAN must have either a better head or heart than falls to the lot of most, who can pardon the superiority of a wife, however meekly she may use it. Poor Jim
Page 255 - Comes the blind fury with th' abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life." " With fame, in just proportion, envy grows; The man that makes a character, makes foes. " ' " I WAS looking about me, the whole of this blessed day," said Larry M'Swigger to Grace and Jim Cassidy, as they
Page 148 - Here's a large mouth, indeed, That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, and seas; Talks as familiarly of roaring lions As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs.
Page 202 - morning had dawned. His flushed cheek and blood-shot eyes betrayed that, though he had abstained from intoxicating draughts, in compliance with his oath, he had not refrained from the equally pernicious intoxication of agitation. CHAPTER XVIII. " Through the shadowy past, Like a tomb-searcher, memory ran, Lifting each shroud that time had cast O'er buried hopes.
Page 130 - state of things that cannot last long, and must end in ruin to both." The mob, like the ocean, is very seldom agitated without some cause superior and exterior to itself; but, to continue the simile, both are capable of doing the greatest mischief, after the cause which first set them in motion has ceased to act.

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