"Holland-tide": Or, Munster Popular TalesW. Simpkin and R. Marshall, 1827 - 378 páginas |
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... Sandy Culhane . At the hands of those old " follyers " of his family , Ayl- mer knew he might calculate on receiving all the accommodation which his present condition ren- dered necessary . His long absence from the country ...
... Sandy Culhane . At the hands of those old " follyers " of his family , Ayl- mer knew he might calculate on receiving all the accommodation which his present condition ren- dered necessary . His long absence from the country ...
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... Sandy Culhane to be to the posht - office to - day , and to have letters for yourself and himself . " Without waiting to hear more , her lively mistress bounded and skipped past the girl to the kitchen , where stood the welcome mes ...
... Sandy Culhane to be to the posht - office to - day , and to have letters for yourself and himself . " Without waiting to hear more , her lively mistress bounded and skipped past the girl to the kitchen , where stood the welcome mes ...
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... Sandy sent his right leg through the partition , and furnished his hearth from the breach , to which he often afterwards recurred , although a bog lay within twenty perches of the house , declaring that " the ould wall burned like coal ...
... Sandy sent his right leg through the partition , and furnished his hearth from the breach , to which he often afterwards recurred , although a bog lay within twenty perches of the house , declaring that " the ould wall burned like coal ...
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... Sandy , crooning over an old fox - hunting ditty , as he sat in the chimney corner , addressing , between oc- casional bars of the melody , sundry conjectures to his mother on the probable issue of Aylmer's return : 66 " Good morrow ...
... Sandy , crooning over an old fox - hunting ditty , as he sat in the chimney corner , addressing , between oc- casional bars of the melody , sundry conjectures to his mother on the probable issue of Aylmer's return : 66 " Good morrow ...
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... Sandy , dear ! O , murther ! " Tis IT that's there ! " " " Tis himself , all out ! " roared Sandy . " The liven imidge ! " said Alley . " Jest as if it stept out o ' the pictur frame , down ! A sperrit , no less ! " " An the hair ! an ...
... Sandy , dear ! O , murther ! " Tis IT that's there ! " " " Tis himself , all out ! " roared Sandy . " The liven imidge ! " said Alley . " Jest as if it stept out o ' the pictur frame , down ! A sperrit , no less ! " " An the hair ! an ...
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Página 378 - And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Página 242 - THE priest stood at the marriage board — The marriage cake was made, With meat the marriage chest was stored, Decked was the marriage bed. The old man sat beside the fire, The mother sat by him, The white bride was in gay attire, But her dark eye was dim. Ululah! Ululah! The night falls quick, the sun is set, Her love is on the water yet.
Página 8 - Oh, my little nothing, my pretty little nothing, What will nothing buy for my wife ? I have nothing, I spend nothing, I love nothing better than my wife.
Página 295 - He ate all, and left none behind, But some stones, dear Jack, which he could not crack, Which on the hills you will find.
Página 170 - With many a merry strain. Young boys and girls run laughing by, Their hearts and eyes elate ; I can but think on mine, and sigh, For I am desolate. There's none to watch in our old cot, Beside the holy light, No tongue to bless the silent spot Against the parting night.
Página 5 - ... destined for his use, or for that of a foreign mechanic — he never stops to anticipate in fancy, while he puts the spade for the first time into his own little half acre, and discloses the fair produce of his labour, how many calls from tithe-proctor, assessed tax-gatherer, landlord, priest & c.
Página 335 - I cannot tell how the truth may be : I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
Página 309 - Else why do men say to a creature of my shape, So soon as they see him, it's a pretty little ape?
Página 313 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Página 170 - It is a kind of impiety to snuff, touch, or use it for any profane purpose after. t It is the custom, in Irish Catholic families, to sit up till midnight on Christmas-eve, in order to join in devotion at that hour. Few ceremonies of the religion have a more splendid and imposing effect than the morning mass, which, in cities, is celebrated soou »ii« the hour alluded to, and long before day-break.