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... thou com'st , and make the day more dear ; Not as thy highborn sires in warrior state , On fiery chargers borne through moated gate , With bickering lance , in burnished steel arrayed , With belt and plume for conquest or crusade ; Nor ...
... thou com'st , and make the day more dear ; Not as thy highborn sires in warrior state , On fiery chargers borne through moated gate , With bickering lance , in burnished steel arrayed , With belt and plume for conquest or crusade ; Nor ...
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... thou die ? Royal - Noble - Learned- - Genial - Active - Peaceful - Eloquent ! O Son of Howard , why didst thou die ? ' " This grand old piece of Celtic harmony , chanted by one hundred voices , produced a magnificent effect , and was ...
... thou die ? Royal - Noble - Learned- - Genial - Active - Peaceful - Eloquent ! O Son of Howard , why didst thou die ? ' " This grand old piece of Celtic harmony , chanted by one hundred voices , produced a magnificent effect , and was ...
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... thou proud philosophy , First stoop to bid mankind be free . " And freedom has been long our own , With all her soft and generous train , To gild the lustre of the Throne , And guard the labour of the plain ! Ye heirs of ancient ...
... thou proud philosophy , First stoop to bid mankind be free . " And freedom has been long our own , With all her soft and generous train , To gild the lustre of the Throne , And guard the labour of the plain ! Ye heirs of ancient ...
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... thou hast freed the slave ! " At the period of Lord Carlisle's visit to America ( 1842 ) , anti - slavery opinions were in great disrepute ; nevertheless , Lord Carlisle everywhere manifested his abhorrence of the un- christian ...
... thou hast freed the slave ! " At the period of Lord Carlisle's visit to America ( 1842 ) , anti - slavery opinions were in great disrepute ; nevertheless , Lord Carlisle everywhere manifested his abhorrence of the un- christian ...
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... thou mak'st thy home- Since their fierce storms are bliss to thee ! " But stop , oh stop ! I pray thee tell ( If aught of good be in the tale ) What impulse makes thee kiss the swell , And why you court the rising gale ? For oh ! I feel ...
... thou mak'st thy home- Since their fierce storms are bliss to thee ! " But stop , oh stop ! I pray thee tell ( If aught of good be in the tale ) What impulse makes thee kiss the swell , And why you court the rising gale ? For oh ! I feel ...
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Address admiration adorn agriculture amongst BANQUET beautiful Belfast believe blessing called career Carlisle's Castle Castle Howard character city of Dublin classes connexion Const cordial county Dublin distinguished Dublin Castle duty EARL OF CARLISLE eminent Excellency exhibited favour feel genius give glory grace gratifying Gray happy heart honour hope House improvement industry institution interest Irish labour Ladies and Gentlemen land late live Lord Carlisle Lord Lieutenant Lord Mayor LORDS AND GENTLEMEN Lordship meeting Morpeth never noble occasion Oliver Goldsmith peace pleasure poet present prizes progress Prosperity to Ireland Queen's Colleges Queen's University received respect Right Robert Kane Royal Dublin Society Royal Irish Regiment School Shakspeare sincere Sir Robert Sir Robert Peel spirit Statue success sure thanks thee thou tion to-day toast trust Viceroy whole wish Yorkshire youth
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Page ciii - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Page 382 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 119 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Page 375 - Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 375 - For forms of government let fools contest, Whate'er is best administered is best.
Page 388 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 119 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Page cxiv - Nor cast one longing, ling'ring look behind? On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Page cv - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Page 388 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam; Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood! The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...