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Brendaniana: St. Brendan the Voyager in Story and Legend (Classic Reprint) Denis O'Donoghue No preview available - 2017 |
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Page 302 - From year unto year, on the ocean's blue rim, The beautiful spectre showed lovely and dim ; The golden clouds curtained the deep where it lay, And it looked like an Eden,— away, far away...
Page 387 - ... dyd hym full grete ease. And than saynt Brandon charged hym to tell hym what he was. And he sayd, 'My name is Judas, that solde our Lorde Jesu Chryst for xxx. pens, whiche sytteth here moche wretchedly, how be it I am worthy to be in the gretest payne that is; but our Lorde is so mercyfull that he hath rewarded me better than I have deserved, for of ryght my place is in the brennynge hell; but I am here but...
Page 76 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
Page 302 - Morn rose on the deep, and that shadowy isle, O'er the faint rim of distance, reflected its smile; Noon burned on the wave, and that shadowy shore Seemed lovelily distant and faint as before; Lone evening came down on the wanderer's track, And to Ara again he looked timidly back; Oh, far on the verge of the ocean it lay, Yet the isle of the blest was away, far away ! Rash dreamer, return.
Page 92 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Page 70 - I grew to manhood by the western wave, Among the mighty mountains on the shore; My bed the rock within some natural cave, My food, whate'er the seas or seasons bore ; My occupation, morn and noon and night: The only dream my hasty slumbers gave, Was Time's unheeding, unreturning flight, And the great world that lies beyond the grave.
Page 304 - Rash dreamer, return ! O, ye winds of the main, Bear him back to his own peaceful Ara again. Rash fool ! for a vision of fanciful bliss To barter thy calm life of labour and peace. The warning of reason was spoken in vain ; He never revisited Ara again ! Night fell on the deep, amidst tempest and spray, And he died on the waters, away, far away ! The above, as a matter of course, is placed In succession to Dr.
Page 388 - And than he asked Judas what cloth that was that henge over his heed. And he sayd it was a cloth that he gave unto a lepre, whiche was bought with the money that he stale fro our Lorde whan he bare his purse, "wherfore it dothe to me grete payne now in betyng my face with the blowynge of the wynde; and these two oxe tongues that hange here above me, I gave them somtyme to two preestes to praye for me. I bought them with myne owne money, and therfore they ease me, bycause the fysshes of the see knawe...
Page 165 - That germ of kindness, in the womb Of mercy caught, did not expire ; Outlives my guilt, outlives my doom, And friends me in the pit of fire. 'Once every year, when carols wake, On earth, the Christmas-night's repose, Arising from the sinners' lake, I journey to these healing snows.
Page 381 - Wherfore saynt Brandon kneled down on his knees, and wepte for joye, and made his prayers devoutly unto our Lord God to knowe what these byrdes ment. And than anone one of the byrdes fledde fro the tree to saynt Brandon, and he with flykerynge of his wynges made a full mery noyse lyke a fydle, that...
Bibliographic information
| Title | Brendaniana: St. Brendan the Voyager in Story and Legend |
| Author | Denis O'Donoghue |
| Publisher | Browne & Nolan, 1893 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 18 Nov 2005 |
| Length | 399 pages |
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