The Irish Monthly Magazine, Band 3McGlashan & Gill, 1875 |
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... castles , to await the turn in political affairs which should restore them to their former import- ance ; while others , again , were content to remain an isolated class in a separate quarter of the city . For about ten years after that ...
... castles , to await the turn in political affairs which should restore them to their former import- ance ; while others , again , were content to remain an isolated class in a separate quarter of the city . For about ten years after that ...
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... castles . Meanwhile the arrival of the emperor appeared for a moment to strengthen their position . But all was in vain . The popolani , neither daunted by the martial ardour of the nobles , nor overawed by the presence of the emperor ...
... castles . Meanwhile the arrival of the emperor appeared for a moment to strengthen their position . But all was in vain . The popolani , neither daunted by the martial ardour of the nobles , nor overawed by the presence of the emperor ...
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... Castle of the Salembeni . " Love and obedience , " the saint writes , " have power to free us from our troubles and to dissipate the darkness that overshadows us ; for obedience destroys the very root of our troubles , namely , our own ...
... Castle of the Salembeni . " Love and obedience , " the saint writes , " have power to free us from our troubles and to dissipate the darkness that overshadows us ; for obedience destroys the very root of our troubles , namely , our own ...
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... castles of the territory under somewhat different circumstances . Though her object was always some great good , such as ... castle of the patrician family dwelt great friends of the saint : the Countess Bianchina ; her son Gio- vanni d ...
... castles of the territory under somewhat different circumstances . Though her object was always some great good , such as ... castle of the patrician family dwelt great friends of the saint : the Countess Bianchina ; her son Gio- vanni d ...
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... Castle being there shot in the head , whereof he presently died ; and divers officers and soldiers doing their duty being killed and wounded . There was a tenalia to flank the south wall of the town , between Duleek Gate and the corner ...
... Castle being there shot in the head , whereof he presently died ; and divers officers and soldiers doing their duty being killed and wounded . There was a tenalia to flank the south wall of the town , between Duleek Gate and the corner ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 43 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel, But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
Seite 29 - Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Seite 285 - From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading: Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Seite 456 - OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Seite 457 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." Strange to me now are the forms I meet When I visit the dear old town ; But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow each wellknown street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still : " A boy^ will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Seite 456 - I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips, And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Seite 399 - in any way" suffer you that are Papists, where I can find you seducing the People, or by any overt act violating the Laws established ; but if you come into my hands, I shall cause to be inflicted the punishments appointed by the Laws, — to use your own term, secundum gravitatem delicti?* — upon you; and
Seite 285 - And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: Ever witness for him Those twins of learning, that he rais'd in you, Ipswich, and Oxford!
Seite 285 - Oxford! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it ; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him ; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honours to his age Than man could give him, he died, fearing God.
Seite 456 - The drum-beat repeated o'er and o'er, And the bugle wild and shrill. And the music of that old song Throbs in my memory still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.