Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 24
... arms , had cut the host in two parts , and wheeling to the left , doubled it up upon the river and destroyed it . Four thousand men were slain , twenty - five hundred prison- ers , at the least , and the earl is in full retreat upon ...
... arms , had cut the host in two parts , and wheeling to the left , doubled it up upon the river and destroyed it . Four thousand men were slain , twenty - five hundred prison- ers , at the least , and the earl is in full retreat upon ...
الصفحة 35
... arms to my brother Ulick , until you know better how to use them . And you , O'Neil , spur your horse hitherward ; and if you be wise , as men say you are , keep a shut mouth and a humble tongue . There be none here who love thee - none ...
... arms to my brother Ulick , until you know better how to use them . And you , O'Neil , spur your horse hitherward ; and if you be wise , as men say you are , keep a shut mouth and a humble tongue . There be none here who love thee - none ...
الصفحة 39
... arms aloft , they gave vent to their wild joy and transport in a long burst of triumphant yells and shouts , full of that thrilling frenzy which marks all outbursts - whether gay or gloomy , whether fierce or fond - of the feelings of ...
... arms aloft , they gave vent to their wild joy and transport in a long burst of triumphant yells and shouts , full of that thrilling frenzy which marks all outbursts - whether gay or gloomy , whether fierce or fond - of the feelings of ...
الصفحة 43
... arm - pits . " It has risen ! " he exclaimed . very strong - it is- Hold back , my lord , it is But ere he had completed the sentence , he was swept off his legs by the force of the stream , and whirled down the channel , striking out ...
... arm - pits . " It has risen ! " he exclaimed . very strong - it is- Hold back , my lord , it is But ere he had completed the sentence , he was swept off his legs by the force of the stream , and whirled down the channel , striking out ...
الصفحة 45
... arms of the clansmen , and bringing out the rocky pass above them in strong relief , and rendering the whole ravine , in truth , as the old huntsman had said , as bright as at noonday . 66 earl . ' Bravely done , Torlogh ! Bravely done ...
... arms of the clansmen , and bringing out the rocky pass above them in strong relief , and rendering the whole ravine , in truth , as the old huntsman had said , as bright as at noonday . 66 earl . ' Bravely done , Torlogh ! Bravely done ...
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ALEXANDRE DUMAS arms believe blazing blood brow Carnew Carysfort castle cavalier clang Colonel Desmond countess courser cousin crags cried Cromwell dark deep Dermot O'Brien door Dublin Earl of Thomond Eily enemy exclaimed eyes face Father Daly fear feet fell flashed Florence Desmond foot force gate-house gates girl glance grave hand Hardress head heard heart Henry Cromwell hill honor horse hounds Hugh O'Neil instant Irish iron Killahurler king kinsman lady less light lips looked lord malvoisie Murtough never night noble once Ormond passed pause priest Puritans rapparee ravine renegado replied ride rode Roundheads rushed scarce seemed seneschal Shamus shout side Slievh-Buy smile spoke spur stirrup stood strange stream sure sword tarry tell thee thou tidings Toledo blade Torlogh traitor Tredagh truth turned Ulick voice walls weapons wild words young earl
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الصفحة 94 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-like silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke.
الصفحة 95 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
الصفحة 41 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
الصفحة 137 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
الصفحة 137 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb...
الصفحة 26 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep,* And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep,* The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
الصفحة 137 - I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow. He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind...