The O'Neiles; Or, Second SightProvost & Company, 36, Henrietta Street, Covent Garden., 1870 - 257 páginas |
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... girl of about twenty - one years of age , was the peace - maker in the family , and one who would not have injured or harboured an ill- feeling or prejudice against the most suspicious or guilty character . Hers was a gentle , equal ...
... girl of about twenty - one years of age , was the peace - maker in the family , and one who would not have injured or harboured an ill- feeling or prejudice against the most suspicious or guilty character . Hers was a gentle , equal ...
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Alison Gard. tiful girl , scarcely seventeen , was tall and graceful , possessing those undulating movements which bore a strange affinity to those of a serpent , for she would glide round and be near you , when you least expected her ...
Alison Gard. tiful girl , scarcely seventeen , was tall and graceful , possessing those undulating movements which bore a strange affinity to those of a serpent , for she would glide round and be near you , when you least expected her ...
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... girls of a similar age and belonging to the same household , so totally opposed were their tastes , pursuits and ideas ... girl to the care of her uncle in the event of her mother's death , which followed shortly after that of her father ...
... girls of a similar age and belonging to the same household , so totally opposed were their tastes , pursuits and ideas ... girl to the care of her uncle in the event of her mother's death , which followed shortly after that of her father ...
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... girl , whose beauty , no doubt , had been somewhat exaggerated ; but he was in no wise prepared for the graceful , elegant apparition of loveliness that met his wondering gaze , and made no slight impression upon his youthful fancy . It ...
... girl , whose beauty , no doubt , had been somewhat exaggerated ; but he was in no wise prepared for the graceful , elegant apparition of loveliness that met his wondering gaze , and made no slight impression upon his youthful fancy . It ...
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... girl at his side , and thought how her youth and delicate loveliness were lost and hidden in this wild part of the world , and of how she would shine , even amid the beauty and luxury of London patrician society , his compassion and ...
... girl at his side , and thought how her youth and delicate loveliness were lost and hidden in this wild part of the world , and of how she would shine , even amid the beauty and luxury of London patrician society , his compassion and ...
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Abbess afther anyhow arms assured beautiful began believe breath Captain Sweeny Catherine O'Neile Catherine's chapel child cousin dare dark daylight streamed dear door dreadful dream Edward Maitland excited eyes face Father Maguire Fcap fear feeling fell felt forget friends gaze Geraldine girl give glance hand happy hear heard heart Heaven Herbert honour hope hour imagined Ireland Irish light Lionel lips listened looked manner Margaret Maitland Masther Michael Phelan mind Miss Catherine Miss Maitland never night O'Neile Court O'Neile's once Otway passed Phil Pierce O'Neile pity plagues of Ireland poor present priest remained round seemed seen shadow shure silence smile sorrow sound speak spot spurrit stood strange tell things thought threw tion tone took turned uncle voice watched wild wished woice woman wonder words yer honor young
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Página 17 - THE DAY IS DONE. THE day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, 'That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Página 10 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 63 - Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn, Thy sports are fled, and all thy charms withdrawn ; Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain...
Página 195 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Página 47 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore ; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door — Darkness there and nothing more.
Página 63 - No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Página 175 - That in the antique Oratory shook His bosom in its solitude ; and then — As in that hour— a moment o'er his face The tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced...
Página 142 - Yet, all its sad recollections suppressing, One dying wish my lone bosom can draw : Erin ! an exile bequeaths thee his blessing ! Land of my forefathers ! Erin go bragh ! Buried and cold, when my heart stills her motion, Green be thy fields, — sweetest isle of the ocean ! And thy harp-striking bards sing aloud with devotion, — Erin mavournin — Erin go bragh !* * Ireland my darling,— Ireland for ever.
Página 126 - But the old mansion, and the accustom'd hall, And the remember'd chambers, and the place, The day, the hour, the sunshine, and the shade, All things pertaining to that place and hour, And her who was his destiny, came back And thrust themselves between him and the light : What business had they there at such a time?
Página 250 - Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; 'twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh!