The Irish Quarterly Review, Volumen 8W. B. Kelly, 1858 |
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... Emigration and Foreign Wild Land Settlements . Specially addressed to the Poor Law Guardians of Ireland . By James Hayes , C.E. Dublin : W. B. Kelly , 1858 . 689 X - THE CHARGE AND ITS PAPER : - REFUTATION - SECOND 1. First and Second ...
... Emigration and Foreign Wild Land Settlements . Specially addressed to the Poor Law Guardians of Ireland . By James Hayes , C.E. Dublin : W. B. Kelly , 1858 . 689 X - THE CHARGE AND ITS PAPER : - REFUTATION - SECOND 1. First and Second ...
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... emigrated to Canada . She speaks of the happy days she spent in our laundry . She now feels by contrast that she had been only asked to do her due share of work ; but the easier life of the Reformatory had made it appear too difficult ...
... emigrated to Canada . She speaks of the happy days she spent in our laundry . She now feels by contrast that she had been only asked to do her due share of work ; but the easier life of the Reformatory had made it appear too difficult ...
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... emigrate , she began to cheer up , and said at once , " you shall see that I shall keep my word . " She did so , fulfilling every duty that was required . Moreover she determined to contribute some- thing towards the expense of her ...
... emigrate , she began to cheer up , and said at once , " you shall see that I shall keep my word . " She did so , fulfilling every duty that was required . Moreover she determined to contribute some- thing towards the expense of her ...
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... emigration , reduced this country to the lowest ebb , until a turn in the tide of prosperity has come about , by the liberation of capital through the Encumbered Estates Court , and the ex- tensive change of the proprietors of the soil ...
... emigration , reduced this country to the lowest ebb , until a turn in the tide of prosperity has come about , by the liberation of capital through the Encumbered Estates Court , and the ex- tensive change of the proprietors of the soil ...
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... emigration which succeeded the famine in Ireland , to such an extent that nearly two millions of the population left her shores in ten years , is also ascribed by Sir Archibald to the effects of freetrade , in destroying the market for ...
... emigration which succeeded the famine in Ireland , to such an extent that nearly two millions of the population left her shores in ten years , is also ascribed by Sir Archibald to the effects of freetrade , in destroying the market for ...
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Página 860 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team...
Página 864 - I sha'n't run directly against my own preaching, And, having just laughed at their Raphaels and Dantes, Go to setting you up beside matchless Cervantes ; But allow me to speak what I honestly feel, — To a true poet-heart add the fun of Dick Steele...
Página 920 - THE OPEN WINDOW. THE old house by the lindens Stood silent in the shade, And on the gravelled pathway The light and shadow played. I saw the nursery windows Wide open to the air ; But the faces of the children, They were no longer there.
Página 865 - Mix well, and while stirring, hum o'er, as a spell, The fine old English Gentleman, simmer it well, Sweeten just to your own private liking, then strain, That only the finest and clearest remain, Let it stand out of doors till a soul it receives From the warm lazy sun loitering down through green leaves, And you '11 find a choice nature, not wholly deserving A name either English or Yankee, — just Irving.
Página 857 - 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.
Página 857 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
Página 436 - ... something admissible. — I love to get a tierce or a quatorze, though they mean nothing. I am subdued to an inferior interest. Those shadows of winning amuse me.
Página 436 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Página 860 - I am that merry wanderer of the night. I jest to Oberon, and make him smile, When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile, Neighing in likeness of a filly foal : And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl, In very likeness of a roasted crab ; And when she drinks, against her lips I bob And on her withered dewlap pour the ale. The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale, Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me ; Then slip I from her bum, down topples she, And
Página 906 - Once, ah, once, within these walls, One whom memory oft recalls, The Father of his Country, dwelt. And yonder meadows broad and damp The fires of the besieging camp Encircled with a burning belt. Up and down these echoing stairs, Heavy with the weight of cares, Sounded his majestic tread ; Yes, within this very room Sat he in those hours of gloom, Weary both in heart and head.