The Dramatic Works of John O'Keeffe, Esq: Published Under the Gracious Patronage of His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales. Prepared for the Press by the Author. In Four Volumes. ...author, 1798 |
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Página 241 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 233 - Vhen I vas a coal-heaver, my face vas a black angel, but my inward man vas as vhite as a vhite vail that is vhite.
Página 135 - Poor stag ! the dogs thy haunches gore, The tears run down thy face, The huntsman's pleasure is no more, His joys were in the chase : Alike the...
Página 135 - Hark ! hark ! tantivy ! This day a stag must die. The cordial takes its merry round/ The laugh and joke prevail, The huntsman blows a jovial sound, The dogs snuff up the gale ; The upland...
Página 465 - Mrs. -JV. 1 don't know, Ma'am, but fome man left that cafe for you. (pointing to a cafe} Mrs. M. (Looking at it, turns to Barnavag) I get all my itage properties made in London, by Mr. Combes, of Covent Garden, a very ingenious man, and I even have my fcenes painted in town by little Mr. Hod gins Here's a cargo of crowns, fceptres, daggers, bowls, and truncheons.