Legends of mount Leinster, by Harry WhitneyW.P. Kennedy, and sold by the booksellers of Dublin and London., 1855 - Folk literature, Irish - 16 pages |
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... hear a scold or a quarrel in these truly united families , I'll give you leave to say that Irish women are only second to the best in all Europe . Mary , the eldest daughter , is winding a ball of wool- len thread off a spindle . Owen ...
... hear a scold or a quarrel in these truly united families , I'll give you leave to say that Irish women are only second to the best in all Europe . Mary , the eldest daughter , is winding a ball of wool- len thread off a spindle . Owen ...
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... hear often and often , of the big eel that used to come out of the Glasha long ago to feed on the Inch ( Insula , Inis , Island , meadow by the river side ) . Well an ' good , Matty's girl , when she was dhrivin ' home the cows the ...
... hear often and often , of the big eel that used to come out of the Glasha long ago to feed on the Inch ( Insula , Inis , Island , meadow by the river side ) . Well an ' good , Matty's girl , when she was dhrivin ' home the cows the ...
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... hear it read . " Larry and Chorus : " Oh , Master , tell it , or read it out for us , if you happen to have it about you , " H. W : 66 Well , well , I'll do so ; but I am afraid you will not think much of my first trial in story writing ...
... hear it read . " Larry and Chorus : " Oh , Master , tell it , or read it out for us , if you happen to have it about you , " H. W : 66 Well , well , I'll do so ; but I am afraid you will not think much of my first trial in story writing ...
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... hear your voice ? Any thing would be acceptable , but we would prefer a song of your own composing , if you please . " Mick : “ Oh ! Mrs. Murphy , don't believe Richard . Dickens a verse of a song could I put together , if you were to ...
... hear your voice ? Any thing would be acceptable , but we would prefer a song of your own composing , if you please . " Mick : “ Oh ! Mrs. Murphy , don't believe Richard . Dickens a verse of a song could I put together , if you were to ...
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... hear Mrs. Murphy in the room , I'd be up and give him a good dressing , if he was to be my father - in - law twenty times . " Richard : " Are you not aware , you omadhawn , that you are in Miss Murphy's bed - room , and not where you ...
... hear Mrs. Murphy in the room , I'd be up and give him a good dressing , if he was to be my father - in - law twenty times . " Richard : " Are you not aware , you omadhawn , that you are in Miss Murphy's bed - room , and not where you ...
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Page 232 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Page 133 - Gorey we did repair, At Tubberneering we thought no harm, The bloody army was waiting there, The issue of it was a close engagement, While on the soldiers we played warlike pranks ; Thro' sheepwalks, hedgerows and shady thickets, There were mangled bodies and broken ranks, The shuddering cavalry I can't forget them ; We raised the brushes on their helmets straight — They turned about, and they bid for Dublin, As if they ran for a ten/pound plate.
Page 133 - The loyal townsmen gave their assistance ; We'll die or conquer they all did say : The yeomen cavalry made no resistance, For on the pavement their corpses lay. When Enniscorthy became subject to him, "Twas then to Wexford we marched our men, And on the Three Rocks...
Page 134 - And sixteen thousand along with him come: Success attend the sweet county Wexford, Threw off its yoke and to battle run : Let them not think we gave up our arms, For every man has a pike or gun.
Page 222 - It will be seen that we multiply the denominator of the dividend by the numerator of the divisor for the denominator of the quotient, and the numerator of the dividend by the denominator of the divisor for the numerator of the quotient.
Page 133 - Cavalry he did unhorse them ; Their first Lieutenant he cut him down : With shattered ranks, and with broken columns, They retreated home to Camolin town. On the hill of Oulart, he displayed his...
Page 133 - Come all you warriors and renowned nobles Give ear unto my warlike theme And I'll relate how brave Father Murphy Lately roused from his sleepy dream Sure Julius Caesar nor Alexander Nor brave King Arthur ever equalled him For armies formidable he did conquer...
Page 134 - The streets of England were left quite naked Of all its army both foot and horse; The Highlands of Scotland were left unguarded, Likewise the Hessians, the seas they crossed.
Page 133 - Rua for some time we waited, A.nd next to Gorey we did repair, At Tubberneering we thought no harm, The bloody army was waiting there, The issue of it was a close engagement, While on the soldiers we played warlike pranks ; Thro...
Page 275 - I would not like to be warming a bed for the best woman in the townland if I was Judy. She is at peace at last, poor woman ; and mighty hard she found it to keep the peace with her neighbours while she was alive. Who is that you said used to be walking with Darby of odd Sunday evenings before his marriage 1 If ghosts are allowed to take the air on Sunday evenings, poor Judy's will have something to fret her in a few weeks.