Sketches of Irish CharacterFerrett, 1845 - 383 Seiten |
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Seite 365 - I have been young, and now am old : and yet saw I never the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging their bread.
Seite 362 - The imprison'd storms through brazen nostrils roar, Fan the white flame, and fuse the sparkling ore. Here high in air the rising stream he pours To clay-built cisterns, or to lead-lined towers ; Fresh through a thousand pipes the wave distils, And thirsty cities drink the exuberant rills.
Seite 303 - She moved upon this earth a shape of brightness, A power, that from its objects scarcely drew One impulse of her being — in her lightness Most like some radiant cloud of morning dew Which wanders through the waste air's pathless blue To nourish some far desert...
Seite 149 - Let me beg of you, Philip, not to take such an idea into your head ; do not lose a moment ; you will be utterly ruined if you do ; why not apply to your father-in-law — he is able to assist you ; for at present you only suffer from temporary embarrassment" " True for ye — that's good advice, my lady; and by the blessing of God I'll see about it."
Seite 147 - The dwelling-house is a long rambling abode, much larger than the generality of those that fall to the lot of small Irish farmers ; but the fact is that Philip rents one of the most extensive farms in the neighbourhood, and ought to be
Seite 149 - Directly — I can't, ma'am, dear — on account of the pigs; and sorra a one I have but myself to keep them out of the cabbages ; for I let the woman and the grawls go to the pattern at Killaun; it's little pleasure they see, the craturs." " But your wife did not hear the huntsman's story? " " Och, ay did she — but unless she could give me a sheaf o' bank notes, where would be the good of her staying?
Seite 217 - He did not dare to say that !' interrupted my father, proudly ; ' he did not dare to use my name to a falsehood !' " ' The word — the very word I spoke !' exclaimed Kate. ' Mother, says I, his Lordship would niver take back, for the sin of the son, what he gave to the mother! Sure it was hard upon her grey hairs to see her own boy brought to shame, without being turned out of her little place, whin the snow was on the ground — in the could night, whin no one was stirring to say, God save ye.
Seite 146 - WE'LL see about it !" From that simple sentence has arisen more evil to Ireland than any person, ignorant of the strange union of impetuosity and procrastination my countrymen exhibit, could well believe. They are sufficiently prompt and energetic where their feelings are concerned, but, in matters of business, they almost invariably prefer seeing about, to DOING. I shall not find it difficult to illustrate this observation : — from the many examples of its truth, in high and in low life, I select...
Seite 34 - I am glad to find the priest is of my opinion: but, tell me, have you fatted the pig Mr. Herriott gave you ?" " Oh ! my bitter curse (axing yer pardon, my lady) be upon all the pigs in and out of Ireland ! That pig has been the ruin of me ; it has such a taste for eating young ducks as never was in the world ; and I always tether him by the leg when I'm going out ; but he's so 'cute now, he cuts the tether.
Seite 342 - The blessing be about you." says I, quite grateful — and we took a strong cup on the strength of it — and, depinding on him, I thought all safe. And what d'ye think, my lady? Why, himself stalks into the place — talked the squire over, to be sure — and without so much as by yer lave, sates himself and his new wife...