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... seemed lost , but the able generalship of Hugh , and the stubborn , unfaltering resolution of the Clan Conall prevailed against immense odds , and the men of Tyrone were driven back into the returning tide . The loss of O'Neil is ...
... seemed lost , but the able generalship of Hugh , and the stubborn , unfaltering resolution of the Clan Conall prevailed against immense odds , and the men of Tyrone were driven back into the returning tide . The loss of O'Neil is ...
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... feelings of the spectators the astonishment , awe , and horror , hitherto hushed by the dread suspense and all - ab- sorbing interest in the issue of the spectacle , now found utterance in a cry that seemed to make the SLIEVE LEAGUE . 105.
... feelings of the spectators the astonishment , awe , and horror , hitherto hushed by the dread suspense and all - ab- sorbing interest in the issue of the spectacle , now found utterance in a cry that seemed to make the SLIEVE LEAGUE . 105.
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... seemed to make the mountain tremble to its foundations . Keeping up a wild and confused shout , the whole population rush to the cliff . When the crowd had fairly congregated on the edge of the precipice , and the place had become a ...
... seemed to make the mountain tremble to its foundations . Keeping up a wild and confused shout , the whole population rush to the cliff . When the crowd had fairly congregated on the edge of the precipice , and the place had become a ...
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... seemed to say : " Behold , these are my return to you for your good office to me yesterday . Accept them as a token of my gratitude to you : they are yours . " Then bending his neck to be stroked again , the animal set off to the woods ...
... seemed to say : " Behold , these are my return to you for your good office to me yesterday . Accept them as a token of my gratitude to you : they are yours . " Then bending his neck to be stroked again , the animal set off to the woods ...
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... seemed to him to be bending , as if from the re- peated buffets of waves , till it was turned com- pletely under , and then he seemed to himself to be sinking , sinking , sinking , head downwards , into awful depths . He lost all ...
... seemed to him to be bending , as if from the re- peated buffets of waves , till it was turned com- pletely under , and then he seemed to himself to be sinking , sinking , sinking , head downwards , into awful depths . He lost all ...
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abbey Adamnan Aghla Annals Ardara ascends Ballyshannon Balor bank Barnesmore beautiful Bundoran called castle Catholic chapel chief chieftain church cliff coast Conall Connaught cross deep Derry descend district Donegal Dunfanaghy Dungloe Earl edge English Erne Errigal EXCURSION famous Fanad farther feet Fomorians Four Masters four miles Foyle Gartan Glen Glenties Glenveagh Gweebarra Gweedore head Highland hill House Hugh Roe Inishowen Ireland Irish island Killybegs Kilmacrenan lake land Letterkenny Lifford look Lough Derg Lough Finn Lough Swilly M'Swine MacKineely Malinbeg monastery mountain Muckish Murray neighbourhood Nial night noble northern O'Donnell O'Neil ocean Owen passing Pettigo precipices priest range Raphoe Rathmullan rising river road rocks round route scenery shore side Slieve League Slieve Snaght Slieveatooey Sligo steep stone Stranorlar Teelin Torry tourist tower town Tyrconnell Tyrone Ulster valley Veagh village visitor wild
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Page 185 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 131 - ... screams ! When were thy shoulders mantled in huge streams .* When, from the sun, was thy broad forehead hid ? How long is't since the mighty power bid Thee heave to airy sleep from fathom dreams ? Sleep in the lap of thunder or sunbeams, Or when grey clouds are thy cold coverlid. Thou...
Page 220 - O, Woman of the Piercing Wail, Who mournest o'er yon mound of clay With sigh and groan, Would God thou wert among the Gael ! Thou would'st not then from day to day Weep thus alone. 'Twere long before, around a grave In green Tirconnell, one could find This loneliness; Near where Beann-Boirche's banners wave Such grief as thine could ne'er have pined Compassionless.
Page iii - How divine, The liberty, for frail, for mortal, man To roam at large among unpeopled glens And mountainous retirements, only trod By devious footsteps ; regions consecrate To oldest time ! and, reckless of the storm That keeps the raven quiet in her nest, Be as a presence or a motion — one Among the many there...
Page 219 - As for us that are here, we are glad to see the day wherein the countenance and majesty of the law and civil government hath banished Tyrone out of Ireland, which the best army in Europe and the expence of two millions of sterling pounds did not bring to pass.
Page 101 - The rocky summits, split and rent, Form'd turret, dome, or battlement, Or seem'd fantastically set With cupola or minaret, Wild crests as pagod ever deck'd, Or mosque of Eastern architect.
Page 192 - Sire, the auspicious ensign of your dignity, and remember to imitate in your government the whiteness, straightness, and unknottiness of this rod, to the end that no evil tongue may find cause to asperse the candour of your actions with blackness, nor any kind of corruption, or tie of friendship, be able to pervert your justice; therefore, in a lucky hour, take the government of this people, to exercise the power given you with freedom and security.
Page 220 - O'Donnell ! dry Thine overflowing eyes, and turn Thy heart aside ; For Adam's race is born to die, And sternly the sepulchral urn Mocks human pride ! Look not, nor sigh, for earthly throne, Nor place thy trust in arm of clay — But on thy knees Uplift thy soul to God alone, For all things go their destined way As he decrees. Embrace the faithful crucifix, And seek the path of pain and prayer Thy Saviour trod ! Nor let thy spirit intermix With earthly hope and worldly care Its groans to God ! And...
Page 218 - This was a distinguished company ; and it is certain that the sea has not borne and the wind has not wafted in modern times a number of persons in one ship more eminent, illustrious, or noble, in point of genealogy, heroic deeds, valour, feats of arms, and brave achievements, than they. Would that God had but permitted them...
Page 221 - Nor place thy trust in arm of clay, But on thy knees Uplift thy soul to GOD alone, For all things go their destined way As He decrees. Embrace the faithful Crucifix, And seek the path of pain and prayer Thy Saviour trod ; Nor let thy spirit intermix With earthly hope and worldly care Its groans to GOD ! And Thou, O mighty Lord ! whose ways Are far above our feeble minds To understand, Sustain us in these doleful days, And render light the chain that binds Our fallen land...