"Holland-tide": Or, Munster Popular TalesW. Simpkin and R. Marshall, 1827 - 378 oldal |
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60. oldal
... murder of his oldest and kindest friend ; he had even been bowed down to the ignominy of giving a formal denial to such a charge . There are imputations , the very necessity of disproving which is as blasting to a man's character , as ...
... murder of his oldest and kindest friend ; he had even been bowed down to the ignominy of giving a formal denial to such a charge . There are imputations , the very necessity of disproving which is as blasting to a man's character , as ...
68. oldal
... murder a smile that was still struggling for its life , her half - shut , grey , wag- gish eyes bent merrily on his , and her whole face beaming with a child - like , irrepressible delight . " Go , go , you little fool , mind your work ...
... murder a smile that was still struggling for its life , her half - shut , grey , wag- gish eyes bent merrily on his , and her whole face beaming with a child - like , irrepressible delight . " Go , go , you little fool , mind your work ...
99. oldal
... Murder ! murder ! Is there nobody for the O'Deas ? " exclaimed the prisoner . " Man alive ! let go your hoult ! " shouted a young countryman , shaking a smoke - dried black- thorn at Aylmer's head . " Will no one help me to secure a ...
... Murder ! murder ! Is there nobody for the O'Deas ? " exclaimed the prisoner . " Man alive ! let go your hoult ! " shouted a young countryman , shaking a smoke - dried black- thorn at Aylmer's head . " Will no one help me to secure a ...
111. oldal
... murder now , Norry , eroo ? " " All on the ' count of young master Aylmer , thin . He to come in and to give tidings to the master about how he took the Histins , the sheep- stalers , and to make out a narraytion o ' what Lewy Histin ...
... murder now , Norry , eroo ? " " All on the ' count of young master Aylmer , thin . He to come in and to give tidings to the master about how he took the Histins , the sheep- stalers , and to make out a narraytion o ' what Lewy Histin ...
114. oldal
... murder ! " " But in her hand she carried a broom . " " Isn't it what they done to Tim Dalton , near the cross in the bog , and I have to pass that cross too , and in the dark , fare they say Tim do be goen about with his head under his ...
... murder ! " " But in her hand she carried a broom . " " Isn't it what they done to Tim Dalton , near the cross in the bog , and I have to pass that cross too , and in the dark , fare they say Tim do be goen about with his head under his ...
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378. oldal - And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
242. oldal - THE priest stood at the marriage board — The marriage cake was made, With meat the marriage chest was stored, Decked was the marriage bed. The old man sat beside the fire, The mother sat by him, The white bride was in gay attire, But her dark eye was dim. Ululah! Ululah! The night falls quick, the sun is set, Her love is on the water yet.
8. oldal - Oh, my little nothing, my pretty little nothing, What will nothing buy for my wife ? I have nothing, I spend nothing, I love nothing better than my wife.
295. oldal - He ate all, and left none behind, But some stones, dear Jack, which he could not crack, Which on the hills you will find.
170. oldal - With many a merry strain. Young boys and girls run laughing by, Their hearts and eyes elate ; I can but think on mine, and sigh, For I am desolate. There's none to watch in our old cot, Beside the holy light, No tongue to bless the silent spot Against the parting night.
5. oldal - ... destined for his use, or for that of a foreign mechanic — he never stops to anticipate in fancy, while he puts the spade for the first time into his own little half acre, and discloses the fair produce of his labour, how many calls from tithe-proctor, assessed tax-gatherer, landlord, priest & c.
335. oldal - I cannot tell how the truth may be : I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
309. oldal - Else why do men say to a creature of my shape, So soon as they see him, it's a pretty little ape?
313. oldal - 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...
170. oldal - It is a kind of impiety to snuff, touch, or use it for any profane purpose after. t It is the custom, in Irish Catholic families, to sit up till midnight on Christmas-eve, in order to join in devotion at that hour. Few ceremonies of the religion have a more splendid and imposing effect than the morning mass, which, in cities, is celebrated soou »ii« the hour alluded to, and long before day-break.