Illustrated Dublin Journal, Volume 1,Delen 1-37James Duffy., 1862 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 164 - And Joseph went up to bury his father : and with him went up all the servants of Pharaoh, the elders of his house, and all the elders of the land of Egypt...
Pagina 110 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Pagina 207 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 207 - There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat, 220 And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Pagina 192 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Pagina 79 - He began on it ; and when first he mentioned it to Swift, the doctor did not much like the project. As he carried it on, he showed what he wrote to both of us, and we now and then gave a correction, or a word or two of advice ; but it was wholly of his own writing. — When it was done, neither of us thought it would succeed. We showed it to Congreve ; who, after reading it over, said, it would either take greatly, or be damned confoundedly.
Pagina 27 - She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
Pagina 284 - Scrubbed till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then was brought in the lusty brawn By old blue-coated serving-man ; Then the grim boar's-head frowned on high, Crested with bays and rosemary.
Pagina 80 - Argyle, who sat in the next box to us, say, 'it will do — it must do! — I see it in the eyes of them!
Pagina 317 - Mother ! oh, where is that radiant shore,— Shall we not seek it and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fire-flies dance through the myrtle boughs ? " Not there, not there, my child.