The Irish Quarterly Review, Volume 5, Part 1W. B. Kelly, 1855 |
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... force . With the adult the teacher's command should assume the nature of a request , and made with calmness and gentleness , yet in a tone expressing a wish to be obeyed . Suaviter in modo , fortiter in re , should be the maxim of every ...
... force . With the adult the teacher's command should assume the nature of a request , and made with calmness and gentleness , yet in a tone expressing a wish to be obeyed . Suaviter in modo , fortiter in re , should be the maxim of every ...
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... force in Prussia . By these means the Teachers are released from all anxiety about providing for the support of themselves in old age , or of their families in case of their own decease , and are , consequently , freed from any ...
... force in Prussia . By these means the Teachers are released from all anxiety about providing for the support of themselves in old age , or of their families in case of their own decease , and are , consequently , freed from any ...
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... force , the old woman , her daughters , and the robust maid - servant , forced me off to a bedchamber , where I was commanded to doff every tack upon me , and cover myself up in a neat little bed , until every tack should be well dried ...
... force , the old woman , her daughters , and the robust maid - servant , forced me off to a bedchamber , where I was commanded to doff every tack upon me , and cover myself up in a neat little bed , until every tack should be well dried ...
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... force , be urged against The Bride of Lammermoor , and Eugene Aram . Possibly it was through regarding particular characters only , that Miss Mitford was induced to write- " John Banim was the foun- der of that school of Irish novelists ...
... force , be urged against The Bride of Lammermoor , and Eugene Aram . Possibly it was through regarding particular characters only , that Miss Mitford was induced to write- " John Banim was the foun- der of that school of Irish novelists ...
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... forces with his , he finding the minister and we the place , we got the chapel licensed , and re - opened it in the spring of 1849 , removing our boys thither from Battersea Fields . The place was in a poor enough state when we got the ...
... forces with his , he finding the minister and we the place , we got the chapel licensed , and re - opened it in the spring of 1849 , removing our boys thither from Battersea Fields . The place was in a poor enough state when we got the ...
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Page 574 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird, or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 574 - Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!— prophet still, if bird or devil! — Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this Home by Horror haunted — tell me truly I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? tell me — tell me, I implore!
Page 574 - I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, — But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press ah nevermore ! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Page 200 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 574 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Page 576 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Page 579 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, •An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 579 - Tis enough for us now that the leaves are green; We sit in the warm shade and feel right well How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell; We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing...
Page 459 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Page 201 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings, He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.