Annual Report and Proceedings of the Belfast Naturalists' Field Club

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Club, at the "Belfast News-letter" Steam-Printing House, 1894 - Natural history
 

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Page 589 - BY THE rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Page 23 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 594 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths ; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Page 591 - Because thou canst not be My mistress, I espouse thee for my tree: Be thou the prize of honour and renown; The deathless poet, and the poem crown. Thou shalt the Roman festivals adorn, And, after poets, be by victors worn.
Page 590 - Thus speaketh the Lord of Hosts, saying, Behold the man whose name is The Branch; and he shall grow up out of his place, and he shall build the temple of the Lord: even he shall build the temple of the Lord...
Page 90 - Giver of all things for their sustenance : to the end that, whilst some gratifications are outwardly permitted them, they may the more easily consent to the inward consolations of the grace of God.
Page 172 - To the Sound. But no mortal power shall now That crew and vessel save ; — They are shrouded as they go In a hurricane of snow, And the track beneath her prow Is their grave. There are spirits of the deep, Who, when the warrant's given, Rise raging from their sleep On rock, or mountain steep, Or 'mid thunder-clouds that keep The wrath of heaven.
Page 590 - In such a night Stood Dido with a willow in her hand Upon the wild sea banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
Page 352 - A few speculators have banded themselves together to endeavour to exclude the public from free access to this truly gigantic creation, and they have invoked the Court of Chancery to establish them in this undertaking. Three gentlemen, of whom, unfortunately, I am one, have been served with writs in respect of so-called trespass, and the battle has begun. A committee had already been formed to protect the rights of the public, and they are defending the action. Owing to the fact that the Causeway...
Page 171 - That morn that seal'd her doom ; — Dark and sad is her return, And the storm-lights faintly burn, As they toss upon her stern, 'Mid the gloom. From...

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