The Miscellany,or Evening's Occupation for the Youthful Peasantry of Ireland

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T.Courtney, 1819
 

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Pāgina 65 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Pāgina 145 - The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn.
Pāgina 104 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Pāgina 14 - South ? Youths and maidens, tell me, if you know, who is she, and what is her name ? Who is he, that cometh with sober pace, stealing upon us unawares ? His garments are red with the blood of the grape, and his temples are bound with a sheaf of ripe wheat.
Pāgina 31 - I have seen the insects sporting in the sunshine, and darting along the streams ; their wings glittered with gold and purple ; their bodies shone like the green emerald ; they were more numerous than I could count ; their motions were quicker than my eye could glance. I returned : they were brushed into the pool ; they were perishing with the evening breeze ; the swallow had CHAT. IV. DESCRIPTIVE PIECES. 'ff> devoured them ; the pike had seized them : there were none found of so great a multitude.
Pāgina 145 - Mercy's voice has hush'd the blast ; The wind is heard in whispers low ; The white man far away must go ; — But ever, in his heart, will bear Remembrance of the Negro's care.
Pāgina 144 - The rites of hospitality being thus performed towards a stranger in distress, my worthy benefactress (pointing to the mat, and telling me I might sleep there without apprehension) called to the female part of her family, who had stood gazing on me all tha while in fixed astonishment, to resume their task of spinning cotton ; in which they continued to employ themselves great part of the night.
Pāgina 159 - I will not live after thee." He was not by any means to be forced from the body, but was removed with it bleeding in his arms, and attended with tears by all their comrades who knew their enmity.
Pāgina 174 - This advice, thus beat into my head, has frequently been of use to me; and I often think of it, when I see pride mortified, and misfortunes brought upon people by their carrying their heads too high.
Pāgina 174 - I did not understand him till I felt my head hit against the beam. He was a man that never missed any occasion of giving instruction, and upon this he said to me, ''You are young and have the world before you. Stoop as you go through it, and you will miss many hard thumps.

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