The Oscotian, or literary gazette of St. Mary's |
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... sound of the kettle - drum gave notice that the day of engagement was at hand . Byran Fitz Gerald , the lord of Clancare , was once the confidential friend of O'Niel . Their youth had been spent together , and the sun of their manhood ...
... sound of the kettle - drum gave notice that the day of engagement was at hand . Byran Fitz Gerald , the lord of Clancare , was once the confidential friend of O'Niel . Their youth had been spent together , and the sun of their manhood ...
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... sound my knell . " The lord of Clancare felt convinced , he communed with him- self , and mourned over his friend . They con- tinued together , till " the hour of witchery " noticed that the time for separation was arrived . And being ...
... sound my knell . " The lord of Clancare felt convinced , he communed with him- self , and mourned over his friend . They con- tinued together , till " the hour of witchery " noticed that the time for separation was arrived . And being ...
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... D. S. L. AN OFFICER'S ADIEU TO HIS COUNTRY . THE day is come , - the ship is on The blue of ocean dancing , — The trumpet sounds , and causes one To chide the hour advancing . I fain would part from friendship's tear , I fain.
... D. S. L. AN OFFICER'S ADIEU TO HIS COUNTRY . THE day is come , - the ship is on The blue of ocean dancing , — The trumpet sounds , and causes one To chide the hour advancing . I fain would part from friendship's tear , I fain.
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... sound challenges the echo of our bounds , save that of exhileration and gaiety . The day was fair , and the softnes of its dawning seemed to intimate , that Heaven would smile on the classic amusements of our classic Feast : and ...
... sound challenges the echo of our bounds , save that of exhileration and gaiety . The day was fair , and the softnes of its dawning seemed to intimate , that Heaven would smile on the classic amusements of our classic Feast : and ...
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... sound , we almost assure ourselves that the conclusion must be correct . The Greek Playday seems the beacon that lights our juvenile souls to additional ardour in the prosecution of our studies ; as it affords an impulse to stimulate ...
... sound , we almost assure ourselves that the conclusion must be correct . The Greek Playday seems the beacon that lights our juvenile souls to additional ardour in the prosecution of our studies ; as it affords an impulse to stimulate ...
Términos y frases comunes
agitated emotions beam beheld beneath blast blaze blood blush bosom Boyne Water breast breath bright brow Brummagem Carthy cast character cheek cloud dark death Dermod devotion discovered DOBBINS echo Editor Eva Mc falchion fancy fate fear feelings gaze genius Glengarriff gloom glory glowing hand head heart Heaven hero honour hope hour hurried Innisfail Irish Jack Straw JONAS BRANDY KIMBOLTON light look Marculfe mind Molai morning mortal mountain murder Muse neath never night O'Donnell o'er OSCOTIAN Oscott Oscott College passed patriotism Playday pleasure PLEON poniard Pository pride racter recollections roll round Sarmatia scarcely scene seemed sigh Sir Thady sleep slumbering smile song sorrow soul sound sounds of music spirit tale tear Templars thee Theobald Wolfe Tone thing thou THRIFTY tion tomb Tyrconnel valour vengeance voice wandering wave weeping Wexford whilst youth
Pasajes populares
Página 124 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.
Página 143 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart, Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange: Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Página 124 - twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew. To see thee, hear thee, call thee mine, — Oh, misery! must I lose that too? Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treacherous sea — No, never come again — though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee.
Página 395 - Once more upon the waters ! yet once more ! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider.
Página 30 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Página 98 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears. All books he reads, and all he reads assails, From Dryden's Fables down to Durfey's Tales.
Página 190 - Some are bewilder'd in the maze of schools, And some made coxcombs Nature meant but fools. In search of wit these lose their common sense, And then turn critics in their own defence : Each burns alike, who can, or cannot write, Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite.
Página 328 - My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme Has died into an echo ; it is fit The spell should break of this protracted dream. The torch shall be extinguished which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ, is writ ; — Would it were worthier...
Página 56 - Hope smiles, joy springs, and though cold caution pause And weave delay, the better hour is near That shall remunerate thy toils severe By peace for Afric, fenced with British laws. Enjoy what thou hast won, esteem and love From all the just on earth, and all the blest above.
Página 233 - Come hither, come hither — by night and by day, We linger in pleasures that never are gone ; Like the waves of the summer, as one dies away, Another as sweet and as shining comes on. And the love that is o'er, in expiring gives birth To a new one as warm, as unequall'd in bliss ; And oh ! if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this.