Father Butler, Or Sketches of Irish MannersT. Latimer, 1834 - 213 páginas |
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Father Butler; or, Sketches of Irish manners. [By William Carleton.] William Carleton Vista completa - 1835 |
Términos y frases comunes
affection affliction afther Arrah astore wuil boiroh bekase Bible blessed child Christian Church church-yard clargy countenance dear Devlin did'nt duty Ellen Upton enuff eyes faith Father Butler Father Driscoll Father James feel felt fore gave grief hand happiness hear heard heart holy hope id's imself inquired Jahn jist knew Lanty larn look Lough Derg Magrath Maynooth mercy Miss Upton mother ness never night Nolan nothin observed opinions ould Paddy Dimnick Paddy's parents Patrick Pharisees Pilgrim poor prayer priest Purtect the bed quired religion religious replied Roman Catholic rosaries Scapular Scriptures shure sick smile soon sorrow sowl spake spiritual suffer sure tears tell ther there's thing thought thrue tion Tom Garrett tould tree truth turned uttered vanithee astore wuil voteen walk whilst wish word wudout wuil boiroh orht yer honour young
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Página 118 - Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Página 214 - Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book! That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever! For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God: Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
Página 180 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding isles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose...
Página 2 - Union, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. PREFACE.
Página 180 - Long sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence and a dread repose. Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror o'er the woods.
Página 216 - ... me. In a literary point of view I am under the deepest obligations to his excellent judgment and good taste. Indeed were it not for him, I never could have struggled my way through the severe difficulties with which in my early career I was beset. "Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my early days; None knew thee but to love thee, Or named thee but to praise.
Página 199 - The day of wrath, that dreadful day Shall all the world in ashes lay. As David and the sybils say.