The Angler in Ireland: Or An Englishman's Ramble Through Connaught and Munster, During the Summer of 1833 ...

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R. Bentley, 1834 - 315 pages

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Page 134 - Impatient of the wound, He rolls and wreathes his shining body round ; Then headlong shoots beneath the dashing tide, The trembling fins the boiling wave divide. Now hope exalts the fisher's beating heart, Now he turns pale, and fears his dubious art."—
Page 245 - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride; Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require: The peacock's
Page 94 - So may the glowworm's glimmering light Thy tiny footsteps lead To some new region of delight, Unknown to mortal tread ! — And be thy acorn goblet fill'd With heaven's ambrosial dew, From sweetest, freshest flowers distill'd, That shed fresh sweets for you!
Page 139 - Then seeks the farthest ooze, the sheltering weed. The caverned bank, his old secure abode: And flies aloft, and flounces round the pool, Indignant of the guile.
Page 261 - Nor fen, nor sedge, Pollute the pure Lake's crystal edge; Abrupt and sheer the mountains sink, At once, upon the level brink.
Page 294 - To take my farewell of the parting day: Far in the deep the sun his glory hides, A streak of gold the sea and sky divides, The purple clouds their amber linings show, And edged with
Page 218 - The white cottages of Roundstone, clustering round the base of the hill of the same name, the broken rocky shores that on all sides encircle the Bay, the gigantic arms that it extends deep into the land, the fishing boats idly rocking in the little port, with the many others skimming across the blue
Page 142 - And one slight hair the mighty bulk commands: Till, tired at last, despoiled of all his strength, The game athwart the stream unfolds his length.
Page 218 - in every direction, and, beyond and above all, the lofty chain of the Twelve Pins, piercing far into the azure vault of heaven, unstained by a single cloud — these several objects of beauty alternately engaged my eye and charmed my mind, as our tiny frigate
Page 306 - If we must perish, we thy will obey, But let us perish in the light of day.

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