The Leisure Hour, Volumul 31Paternoster Row, 1882 |
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Pagina 103
... Lixnaw , arriving there about noon . Lixnaw is an ordinary Irish village of one straggling street of thatched cottages , with a little post - office , having a most polite and obliging mistress in the postmaster's wife , who , when I ...
... Lixnaw , arriving there about noon . Lixnaw is an ordinary Irish village of one straggling street of thatched cottages , with a little post - office , having a most polite and obliging mistress in the postmaster's wife , who , when I ...
Pagina 104
... Lixnaw but some ivy - covered ruins , with enormous fireplaces and tall gabled chimneys . The Monument Farm lies to the east of the village . On the summit of a steep conical hill in the midst of its rich pasture fields , owned by a ...
... Lixnaw but some ivy - covered ruins , with enormous fireplaces and tall gabled chimneys . The Monument Farm lies to the east of the village . On the summit of a steep conical hill in the midst of its rich pasture fields , owned by a ...
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Pagina 10 - When thou makest a dinner or a supper, call not thy friends, nor thy brethren, neither thy kinsmen, nor thy rich neighbours ; lest they also bid thee again, and a recompense be made thee. 13 But when thou makest a feast, call the poor, the maimed, the lame, the blind ; 14 And thou shalt be blessed : for they cannot recompense thee : for thou shalt be recompensed at the resurrection of the just.
Pagina 123 - Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine ; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine ! Lo ! thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored ; Light dies before thy uncreating word : Thy hand, great anarch ! lets the curtain fall ; And universal darkness buries all.
Pagina 119 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Pagina 123 - She comes ! she comes ! the sable throne behold Of Night primeval and of Chaos old ! Before her, fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Pagina 434 - His father hath writ him as his own little story, wherein he reads those days of his life that he cannot remember ; and sighs to see what innocence he has outlived. The elder he grows, he is a stair lower from God ; and like his first father, much worse in his breeches.
Pagina 432 - For his religion, it was fit To match his learning and his wit : 'Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Pagina 24 - Earthworms, though in appearance a small and despicable link in the chain of Nature, yet, if lost, would make a lamentable chasm.
Pagina 422 - There is an infinite variety of motions to be made use of in the flutter of a fan. There is the angry flutter, the modest flutter, the timorous flutter, the confused flutter, the merry flutter, and the amorous flutter. Not to be tedious, there is scarce any emotion in the mind which does not produce a suitable agitation in the fan; insomuch, that if I only see the fan of a disciplined lady, I know very well whether she laughs, frowns, or blushes.
Pagina 121 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Pagina 432 - Compound for sins they are inclined to By damning those they have no mind to.