Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 من الصفحات |
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... walls , and will be apt to solve your doubts , if he lay hold on you , by giving you a rope at King Charles ' expense , in reward of your trusty services ! " “ Faith , I am in a bad way , then , ” replied O'Neil , with a grim smile ...
... walls , and will be apt to solve your doubts , if he lay hold on you , by giving you a rope at King Charles ' expense , in reward of your trusty services ! " “ Faith , I am in a bad way , then , ” replied O'Neil , with a grim smile ...
الصفحة 19
... walls of Dublin , the better for your chance of saving it ! Come with me , noble Desmond . " And as he spoke , he turned away disdainfully , without giving the slightest heed to the eager vehemence with which O'Neil stepped forward to ...
... walls of Dublin , the better for your chance of saving it ! Come with me , noble Desmond . " And as he spoke , he turned away disdainfully , without giving the slightest heed to the eager vehemence with which O'Neil stepped forward to ...
الصفحة 32
... wall of cerulean shadow looming up grand and massive against the lustrous morning sky , now glimmered out resplendent , as the waning sunbeams fell on it , mellowed only by the soft mountain haze , in its true character 32 DERMOT O'BRIEN ;
... wall of cerulean shadow looming up grand and massive against the lustrous morning sky , now glimmered out resplendent , as the waning sunbeams fell on it , mellowed only by the soft mountain haze , in its true character 32 DERMOT O'BRIEN ;
الصفحة 39
... its long lines of sweeping walls , its massive turrets , and its vast keep , towering above all like an earth - born giant , shone out from the dark woods around , and behind it , the old baronial castle , time OR THE TAKING OF TREDAGH .
... its long lines of sweeping walls , its massive turrets , and its vast keep , towering above all like an earth - born giant , shone out from the dark woods around , and behind it , the old baronial castle , time OR THE TAKING OF TREDAGH .
الصفحة 42
... walls of the ravine -their bases lost in the blackness of what seemed a fathomless abyss , whence rose the hoarse voice of the tortured river rav- ing in impotent rage against the obstacles which barred its headlong way . Even by day it ...
... walls of the ravine -their bases lost in the blackness of what seemed a fathomless abyss , whence rose the hoarse voice of the tortured river rav- ing in impotent rage against the obstacles which barred its headlong way . Even by day it ...
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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...