Felix O'Flanagan: An Irish-American ; a Novel

Flynn and Company, 1902 - 206 pàgines

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Pàgina 140 - Plato, thou reason'st well! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality? Or whence, this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; Tis heav'n itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man: Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass!...
Pàgina 148 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose...
Pàgina 169 - Far different there from all that charm'd before, The various terrors of that horrid shore ; Those blazing suns that dart a downward ray, And fiercely shed intolerable day ; Those matted woods where birds forget to sing, But silent bats in drowsy clusters cling ; Those pois'nous fields with rank luxuriance crown'd, Where the dark scorpion gathers death around ; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake...
Pàgina 161 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Pàgina 158 - If you are so fond over her iniquity, give her patent to offend ; for, if it touch not you, it comes near nobody.
Pàgina 160 - Twas Edwin's self that pressed ! "Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Pàgina 94 - Is there, for honest poverty, That hangs his head, and a' that ? The coward slave — we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that ! For a
Pàgina 88 - LET Erin remember the days of old, Ere her faithless sons betray'd her ; When Malachi wore the collar of gold*, Which he won from her proud invader...
Pàgina 26 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Pàgina 160 - This may be well : but what if God have seen, And death ensue ? then I shall be no more, And Adam, wedded to another Eve, Shall live with her enjoying, I extinct ; A death to think...

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