The Leaders of Public Opinion in Ireland: Swift--Flood--Grattan--O'Connell

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D. Appleton & Company, 1876 - 320 pages
 

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Page 174 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 113 - I am now to address a free people: ages have passed away, and this is the first moment in which you could be distinguished by that appellation.
Page 38 - Ireland is the only kingdom I ever heard or read of, either in ancient or modern story, which was denied the liberty of exporting their native commodities and manufactures wherever they pleased, except to countries at war with their own prince or state; yet this, by the superiority of mere power, is refused us in the most momentous parts of commerce...
Page 53 - I have passed a very constrained hour, and now return to say I know not what. I have been long weary of the world, and shall for my small remainder of years be weary of life, having for ever lost that conversation, which could only make it tolerable.
Page 296 - E'en to the centre of the hosts around ; And, as I thought, rose the sonorous swell, As from some church-tower swings the silvery bell ; Aloft and clear from airy tide to tide It glided easy, as a bird may glide. To the last verge of that vast audience sent, It played with each wild passion as it went : Now stirred the uproar — now the murmurs stilled, And sobs or laughter answered as it willed.
Page 174 - While a plank of the vessel sticks together, I will not leave her — let the courtier present his flimsy sail, and carry the light bark of his faith, with every new breath of wind — I will remain anchored here — with fidelity to the fortunes of my country, faithful to her freedom, faithful to her fall.
Page 174 - Yet I do not give up the country. I see her in a swoon, but she is not dead. Though in her tomb she lies helpless and motionless, still there is on her lips a spirit of life, and on her...
Page 9 - I'm ashamed to use a glass ; And till I see them with these eyes, Whoever says you have them lies. No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, sense and wit ; Thus you may still be young to me, While I can better hear than see. Oh, ne'er may Fortune show her spite To make me deaf and mend my sight • T STELLA'S BIRTHDAY.
Page 60 - He gave the little wealth he had, To build a house for fools and mad: And showed by one satiric touch, No nation wanted it so much: That kingdom he hath left his debtor, I wish it soon may have a better.
Page 56 - For my part, as I value life very little, so the poor casual remains of it, after such a loss, would be a burden that I must heartily beg God Almighty to enable me to bear ; and I think there is not a greater folly than that of entering into too strict and particular a friendship, with the loss of which a man must be absolutely miserable; but especially at an age when it is too late to engage in a new friendship.

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