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... heads , suffering the glazed blue or green petticoat to dazzle the eyes of the admiring spectators - the voices , as we have said , of these old crones became more audible as the noisy mirth around them began to decrease , and at length ...
... heads , suffering the glazed blue or green petticoat to dazzle the eyes of the admiring spectators - the voices , as we have said , of these old crones became more audible as the noisy mirth around them began to decrease , and at length ...
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Or, Munster Popular Tales Gerald Griffin. TH Tours your for al head . on be dead such any calls know hear these THE AYLMERS OF BALLY - AYLMER . The mountains !
Or, Munster Popular Tales Gerald Griffin. TH Tours your for al head . on be dead such any calls know hear these THE AYLMERS OF BALLY - AYLMER . The mountains !
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... head , when you step upon the heath . Walk on bold and straight before you , and if the dead night come upon you , which I hope no such thing will happen till you reach Tralee any way , you won't whistle , don't , for it is that calls ...
... head , when you step upon the heath . Walk on bold and straight before you , and if the dead night come upon you , which I hope no such thing will happen till you reach Tralee any way , you won't whistle , don't , for it is that calls ...
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... head is filled with tales of the Kerry mountains , and their marauders , and banathees , and phukas ; but for the one , I am provided with this amulet ( bran- dishing his beads ) , and here is a charm for the other , " elevating his ...
... head is filled with tales of the Kerry mountains , and their marauders , and banathees , and phukas ; but for the one , I am provided with this amulet ( bran- dishing his beads ) , and here is a charm for the other , " elevating his ...
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... head , 66 -hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew , Crook - kneed , and dewlapp'd like Thessalian bulls , " its sullen , blood - shot eye , and lumpish mouth , all rushed together upon his recollection , and utterly discomfited ...
... head , 66 -hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew , Crook - kneed , and dewlapp'd like Thessalian bulls , " its sullen , blood - shot eye , and lumpish mouth , all rushed together upon his recollection , and utterly discomfited ...
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Page 378 - And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
Page 242 - THE priest stood at the marriage board — The marriage cake was made, With meat the marriage chest was stored, Decked was the marriage bed. The old man sat beside the fire, The mother sat by him, The white bride was in gay attire, But her dark eye was dim. Ululah! Ululah! The night falls quick, the sun is set, Her love is on the water yet.
Page 8 - Oh, my little nothing, my pretty little nothing, What will nothing buy for my wife ? I have nothing, I spend nothing, I love nothing better than my wife.
Page 295 - He ate all, and left none behind, But some stones, dear Jack, which he could not crack, Which on the hills you will find.
Page 170 - With many a merry strain. Young boys and girls run laughing by, Their hearts and eyes elate ; I can but think on mine, and sigh, For I am desolate. There's none to watch in our old cot, Beside the holy light, No tongue to bless the silent spot Against the parting night.
Page 5 - ... destined for his use, or for that of a foreign mechanic — he never stops to anticipate in fancy, while he puts the spade for the first time into his own little half acre, and discloses the fair produce of his labour, how many calls from tithe-proctor, assessed tax-gatherer, landlord, priest & c.
Page 335 - I cannot tell how the truth may be : I say the tale as 'twas said to me.
Page 309 - Else why do men say to a creature of my shape, So soon as they see him, it's a pretty little ape?
Page 313 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites...
Page 170 - It is a kind of impiety to snuff, touch, or use it for any profane purpose after. t It is the custom, in Irish Catholic families, to sit up till midnight on Christmas-eve, in order to join in devotion at that hour. Few ceremonies of the religion have a more splendid and imposing effect than the morning mass, which, in cities, is celebrated soou ğiiĞ the hour alluded to, and long before day-break.