The Sham Squire: And the Informers of 1790. With Jottings about Ireland Seventy Years Ago

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W. B. Kelley, 1872 - 377 oldal

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298. oldal - Let no man write my epitaph: for as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them. Let them and me repose in obscurity and peace, and my tomb remain uninscribed, until other times and other men can do justice to my character. When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written. I have done.
124. oldal - I shall live to get out of this most cursed of all situations, and most repugnant to my feelings. How I long to kick those whom my public duty obliges me to court ! If I did not hope to get out of this country, I should most earnestly pray for immediate death.
46. oldal - Lord, there is in this young man's conduct a strain of prostitution which, for its singularity, I cannot but admire. He has discovered a new line in the human character; he has degraded even the name of Luttrell, and gratified his father's most sanguine expectations.
298. oldal - The noise subsided, and he was asked if he had anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon him.
300. oldal - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid ; Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
156. oldal - They are new to me. I found them growing on a grave which bore no tombstone, nor other memorial of the dead man, save these ugly weeds that have taken upon themselves to keep him in remembrance. They grew out of his heart, and typify, it may be, some hideous secret that was buried with him, and which he had done better to confess during his lifetime.
11. oldal - Anne and the rest of the family, to the evil example of all others, and against the peace of our said Lord the King, his crown and dignity.
108. oldal - Dickson (Bishup of Down) assured me that he had seen families returning peaceably from mass, assailed without provocation, by drunken troops and yeomanry, and the wives and daughters exposed to every species of indignity, brutality, and outrage, from which neither his remonstrances, nor those of other Protestant gentlemen, could rescue them.
3. oldal - On Annesley's arrival in Dublin, " several servants who had lived with his father came from the country to see him. They knew him at first sight, and some of them fell on their knees to thank Heaven for his preservation, embraced his legs, and shed tears of joy for his return.
289. oldal - Jackson was dead! LORD CLONMEL. " Let an inquest, and a respectable one, be held on the body. You should carefully inquire by what means he died." The body lay all night in the dock, and next day a jury found that he had taken poison. There could have been no doubt of it. Soon after he appeared the day before, seeing Mr. Macnally pass, he grasped his hand, and faintly whispered,

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