Monasticon Hibernicum: Or, A History of the Abbeys, Priories, and Other Religious Houses in Ireland; Interspersed with Memoirs of Their Several Founders and Benefactors, and of Their Abbots and Other Superiors, to the Time of Their Final Suppression, Volume 1

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W. B. Kelly, 1873

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Page 114 - Desmond - a thousand wild fountains Come down to that lake, from their home in the mountains. There grows the wild ash, and a time-stricken willow Looks chidingly down on the mirth of the billow; As, like some gay child, that sad monitor scorning, It lightly laughs back to the laugh of the morning.
Page 192 - From his boyhood he had been brought up in Christian training in the study of wisdom, and by the grace of God had so preserved the integrity of his body, and the purity of his soul, that though dwelling on earth he appeared to live like the saints in heaven.
Page 6 - On opening a vault where stood the cloisters of the old Catholic abbey, at Connor, founded by St. Patrick, the workmen discovered an oaken chest, of curious and ancient workmanship, whose contents, on being opened, proved to be a translation of the Bible into the Irish character, and several other manuscripts in that language. The box was immediately taken to the minister of Connor, the Rev. Dr. Henry, who unfortunately did not understand the aboriginal language, and he sent it to Dr. Macdonald,...
Page 114 - mid the thunder's deep rattle, Like clans from their hills at the voice of the battle ; And brightly the fire-crested billows are gleaming, And wildly from Mullagh the eagles are screaming. Oh ! where is the dwelling in valley, or highland, So meet for a bard as this lone little island ! How oft when the summer sun rested on Clara...
Page 212 - O'Donnell, and many others of his intimate friends. They embarked on the festival of the Holy Cross, in autumn. 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 192 - He never could spend the space of even one hour without study, or prayer, or writing. or some other holy occupation. So incessantly was he engaged night and day in the unwearied exercise of fasting and watching, that the burden of each of these...
Page 114 - There is a green island in Lone Gougane Barra, Where Allua of songs rushes forth as an arrow ; In deep-valleyed Desmond a thousand wild fountains Come down to that lake from their home in the mountains.
Page 213 - 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 ! Look down upon our dreary state, And through the ages that may still Roll sadly on, Watch thou o'er hapless Erin's fate, And shield at least from darker ill The blood of Conn...
Page 28 - Patrick) and to the examination of the prelate thereof. But if there, by him and his wise men, a cause of this nature cannot easily be made up, we have decreed, it shall be sent to the see apostolic : that is to say, to the chair of the apostle Peter, which hath the authority of the city of Rome.
Page 163 - Derry. The reason I love Derry is, For its quietness, for its purity, And for its crowds of white angels From the one end to the other. The reason why I love Derry is, For its quietness, for its purity ; Crowded full of heaven's angels Is every leaf of the oaks of Derry. My Derry, my little oak grove, My dwelling, and my little cell ; O eternal God, in heaven above, Woe be to him who violates it...

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