The Viceregal Speeches and Addresses, Lectures and Poems, of the Late Earl of Carlisle, K.G.McGlashan & Gill, 1866 - 483 Seiten |
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The Viceregal Speeches and Addresses, Lectures and Poems, of the late Earl ... J. J. Gaskin Eingeschränkte Leseprobe - 2022 |
The Viceregal Speeches and Addresses, Lectures and Poems, of the late Earl ... J. J. Gaskin Eingeschränkte Leseprobe - 2022 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Address admiration adorn agriculture amongst BANQUET beautiful Belfast believe blessing called career Carlisle's Castle Castle Howard character city of Dublin classes connexion Const cordial county Dublin distinguished Dublin Castle duty EARL OF CARLISLE eminent Excellency exhibited favour feel genius give glory grace gratifying Gray happy heart honour hope House improvement industry institution interest Irish labour Ladies and Gentlemen land late live Lord Carlisle Lord Lieutenant Lord Mayor LORDS AND GENTLEMEN Lordship meeting Morpeth never noble occasion Oliver Goldsmith peace pleasure poet present prizes progress Prosperity to Ireland Queen's Colleges Queen's University received respect Right Robert Kane Royal Dublin Society Royal Irish Regiment School Shakspeare sincere Sir Robert Sir Robert Peel spirit Statue success sure thanks thee thou tion to-day toast trust Viceroy whole wish Yorkshire youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite ciii - See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Seite 382 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Seite 119 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Seite 375 - Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Seite 375 - For forms of government let fools contest, Whate'er is best administered is best.
Seite 388 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 119 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Seite cxiv - Nor cast one longing, ling'ring look behind? On some fond breast the parting soul relies. Some pious drops the closing eye requires; Ev'n from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who mindful of th...
Seite cv - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy ; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Seite 388 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam; Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood! The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...