Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 pages |
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... stream of vivifying lustre over a wide expanse of wild , open country , in one of the south - eastern counties of Ireland . For miles and miles over which the eye extended , not a sign of a human habitation , or of man's handiwork , was ...
... stream of vivifying lustre over a wide expanse of wild , open country , in one of the south - eastern counties of Ireland . For miles and miles over which the eye extended , not a sign of a human habitation , or of man's handiwork , was ...
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... stream were fringed on the far- ther side by a feathery coppice of aspen , birch and alders , with here and there a doddered oak overgrown with the broad - leaved Irish ivy ; or a dark holly brake , relieving by their evergreen foliage ...
... stream were fringed on the far- ther side by a feathery coppice of aspen , birch and alders , with here and there a doddered oak overgrown with the broad - leaved Irish ivy ; or a dark holly brake , relieving by their evergreen foliage ...
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... stream , and ever and anon renewed the terrors of the feathered tremblers of the wold by his shrill , shivering cry . But now another sound arose , faint and far , swelling up from the westward , on the wings of the gentle wind ; a ...
... stream , and ever and anon renewed the terrors of the feathered tremblers of the wold by his shrill , shivering cry . But now another sound arose , faint and far , swelling up from the westward , on the wings of the gentle wind ; a ...
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... stream between the steep and savage banks - fit scene for so mad and desperate an encounter - he pulled his wretched horse short up with an exertion of muscular force , which almost threw him on his haunches , brought down the muzzle of ...
... stream between the steep and savage banks - fit scene for so mad and desperate an encounter - he pulled his wretched horse short up with an exertion of muscular force , which almost threw him on his haunches , brought down the muzzle of ...
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... stream running ten miles an hour , boiling and whirling round the limbs . He sprang lightly , it is true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he ...
... stream running ten miles an hour , boiling and whirling round the limbs . He sprang lightly , it is true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he ...
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Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert No preview available - 2016 |
Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert No preview available - 2018 |
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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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