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Pagina 183
... Harty , his patient " could take his glass of punch , " and we have heard the same statement made disparagingly by the late John Patten , of the Royal Dublin Society , who evidently mistook mental eccentricity , implanted by the hand of ...
... Harty , his patient " could take his glass of punch , " and we have heard the same statement made disparagingly by the late John Patten , of the Royal Dublin Society , who evidently mistook mental eccentricity , implanted by the hand of ...
Pagina 206
... Harty , that " Dr. Lanigan's mind was so affected during his first attack that he used to imagine the paving - stones were precious stones . " Might not the learned Doctor's object in producing the paving - stone have been , not to ...
... Harty , that " Dr. Lanigan's mind was so affected during his first attack that he used to imagine the paving - stones were precious stones . " Might not the learned Doctor's object in producing the paving - stone have been , not to ...
Pagina 218
... Harty's asylum at Finglas , and there remaining until the visitation had receded . Moncton Milnes had not then written , when describing a mad - house- " Honour aright the philosophic thought , That they who , by the trouble of the ...
... Harty's asylum at Finglas , and there remaining until the visitation had receded . Moncton Milnes had not then written , when describing a mad - house- " Honour aright the philosophic thought , That they who , by the trouble of the ...
Pagina 219
... Harty placed no restraint whatever upon him - though he seems to have resorted to a system of medical treatment now exploded ( of which more anon ) , and to have employed undue severity in the close cus- tody of others . But these days ...
... Harty placed no restraint whatever upon him - though he seems to have resorted to a system of medical treatment now exploded ( of which more anon ) , and to have employed undue severity in the close cus- tody of others . But these days ...
Pagina 255
... Harty's so - called asylum , lay close by . To this rural cemetery , where Lanigan himself was destined ere long to sleep , he often bent his course , and mused among the graves of priests and prelates , apostles and apostates , knights ...
... Harty's so - called asylum , lay close by . To this rural cemetery , where Lanigan himself was destined ere long to sleep , he often bent his course , and mused among the graves of priests and prelates , apostles and apostates , knights ...
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Pagina 153 - Hath op'd his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again! What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Pagina 142 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Pagina 73 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome at an inn.
Pagina 65 - Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Pagina 273 - Sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that Feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave.
Pagina 65 - As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well ; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim ; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch concentered all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Pagina 283 - O gentle Sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pagina 14 - Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times. And now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now, your gambols, your songs, your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not...
Pagina 283 - I have fought a good fight, I have kept the faith, I have finished my course ; henceforth is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which God the righteous Judge shall give me.
Pagina 58 - ... has e'er had the luck to see Donnybrook Fair? An Irishman, all in his glory, is there, With his sprig of shillelah and shamrock so green!