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Page 363 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear ; And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Oentlcs, do not reprehend : If you pardon, we will mend.
Page 265 - Wrapt in a gown, for sickness, and for show. The fair ones feel such maladies as these, "When each new night-dress gives a new disease. A constant vapour o'er the palace flies ; Strange phantoms rising as the mists arise ; Dreadful, as hermits' dreams in haunted shades, Or bright, as visions of expiring maids.
Page 175 - Her smile when Beauty granted, I hung with gaze enchanted, Like him the sprite, Whom maids by night Oft meet in glen that's haunted.
Page 24 - Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires : Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Page 279 - I'll be drowned now!" However, I began swimming, swimming, swimming away for the dear life, till at last I got ashore, somehow or other, but never the one of me can tell how, upon a dissolute island. ' I wandered and wandered about there, without knowing where I wandered, until at last I got into a big bog. The moon was shining as bright as day, or your fair lady's eyes, sir, (with your pardon for mentioning her,) and I looked...
Page 80 - As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow, While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, So the cheek may be tinged with a warm sunny smile, Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.
Page 280 - Ullagone — when all of a sudden the moon grew black, and I looked up, and saw something for all the world as if it was moving down between me and it, and I could not tell what it was. Down it came with a pounce, and looked at me full in the face ; and what was it but an eagle ? as fine a one as ever flew from the kingdom of Kerry. So he looked at me in the face, and says he to me, 'Daniel O'Rourke,' says he, 'how do you do?' 'Very well, I thank you, sir...
Page 290 - If you must, you must,' said he. ' There, take your own way ; ' and he opened his claw, and faith he was right — sure enough I came down plump into the very bottom of the salt sea ! Down to the very bottom I went, and I gave myself up then for ever, when a whale walked up to me, scratching himself after his night's...
Page 65 - Faerie thee unweeting reft, There as thou slepst in tender swadling band, And her base elfin brood there for thee left. Such men do chaungelings call, so chaung'd by Faeries theft.
Page 319 - On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays, When the clear, cold eve's declining, He sees the round towers of other days, In the wave beneath him shining! Thus shall memory often, in dreams sublime, Catch a glimpse of the days that are over, Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time For the long-faded glories they cover!