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... called , " Murtagh Na Knuck . " Though the whole soul of Macalbert revolted from the deed of the homicide , yet , among his pre- sent associates , Murtagh was almost the only one on whom he could place any dependence . There was a ...
... called , " Murtagh Na Knuck . " Though the whole soul of Macalbert revolted from the deed of the homicide , yet , among his pre- sent associates , Murtagh was almost the only one on whom he could place any dependence . There was a ...
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... called at the farm for refresh- ment . He appeared heated and fatigued , and said that he had lamed his horse and been obliged to leave him among the hills . He had borrowed the farmer's pony , on which he had proceeded towards Westport ...
... called at the farm for refresh- ment . He appeared heated and fatigued , and said that he had lamed his horse and been obliged to leave him among the hills . He had borrowed the farmer's pony , on which he had proceeded towards Westport ...
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... called the Pale , from which like beasts of prey they is- sued at will to ravage and destroy . From that day to this , whither from Strongboweans , Cromwellians or Orangemen , shew me the month that has not been marked by acts of ...
... called the Pale , from which like beasts of prey they is- sued at will to ravage and destroy . From that day to this , whither from Strongboweans , Cromwellians or Orangemen , shew me the month that has not been marked by acts of ...
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... called such a spirit forth . It cannot be , that all virtue , enter- prise , and patriotism , have been buried in the bloody tombs of Fitzgerald , Emmett , and Tone ! Some such spirit must appear , when the shout of freedom is first ...
... called such a spirit forth . It cannot be , that all virtue , enter- prise , and patriotism , have been buried in the bloody tombs of Fitzgerald , Emmett , and Tone ! Some such spirit must appear , when the shout of freedom is first ...
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... called to an object before him , which seemed , like himself , to be threading the mazes of the mountain way . As they neared each other , the object approaching , seemed to be a man on horseback : as it came on , it ap- peared to be a ...
... called to an object before him , which seemed , like himself , to be threading the mazes of the mountain way . As they neared each other , the object approaching , seemed to be a man on horseback : as it came on , it ap- peared to be a ...
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Page 49 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird ; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes...
Page 288 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME OH! breathe not his name, — let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid; Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head.
Page 207 - ETERNAL Spirit of the chainless Mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty ! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Page 288 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH I breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade. Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.