Life of John Boyle O'Reilly: Together with His Complete Poems and Speeches

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Cassell, 1891 - 790 pages
Life of the Fenian John Boyle O'Reilly, including his transportation to Western Australia as a convict, his escape and life in America. His poetry includes 63 pages (p. [643]-710) of poems about Western Australia.
 

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Page 298 - Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust. Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 'tis prosperous to be just. Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside. Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified. And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.
Page 549 - When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written.
Page 726 - The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor.
Page 721 - The body politic is formed by a voluntary association of indi[viduals: it is a social compact, by which the whole people cove'nants with each citizen, and each citizen with the whole people, that all shall be governed by certain laws for the common good.
Page 720 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Page 549 - I have but one request to ask at my departure from this world — it is the charity of its silence! Let no man write my epitaph: for as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them.
Page 744 - And the torch that would light them thro' dignity's way, Must be caught from the pile, where their country expires Then blame not the bard, if in pleasure's soft dream, He should try to forget what he never can heal : Oh ! give but a hope — let a vista but gleam Through the gloom of his country, and mark how he'll feel!
Page 509 - How shall I a habit break?" As you did that habit make. As you gathered, you must lose; As you yielded, now refuse. Thread by thread the strands we twist Till they bind us neck and wrist; Thread by thread the patient hand Must untwine ere free we stand. As we builded, stone by stone, We must toil, unhelped, alone, Till the wall is overthrown.
Page 397 - I charge you before God and his blessed angels, that you follow me no farther than you have seen me follow the Lord Jesus Christ. " If God reveal any thing to you, by any other instrument of his, be as ready to receive it as ever you were to receive any truth by my ministry ; for I am verily persuaded, the Lord has more truth yet to break forth out of his holy word.
Page 727 - They who made England, Italy, or Greece venerable in the imagination, did so by sticking fast where they were, like an axis of the earth.

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