 | 1823 - 746 sayfa
...Lord, (Itosslyn?) which I never could look at, without being struck with the disproportion between How hard is my fortune, And vain my repining ! The strong rope of tate For this young neck is twining. My strength is departed ; My cheek sunk and sallow ; While I languish... | |
 | 1823 - 762 sayfa
...without being struck with the disproportion between How hard is my fortune, And vain my repining 1 The strong rope of fate For this young neck is twining....wilder. I'd dance without tiring From morning till even, And the goal-ball I'd strike To the lightning of heaven. the gaunt figure of the peer, and the petty... | |
 | Percy Society - 1844 - 320 sayfa
...Poems, called, " The Kecluse of Inchidony," 1830. " Who the hero of this song (Ir dubac £ mo cdi) is, I know not," remarks the translator, " but convicts,...wilder. I'd dance without tiring From morning till even, And the gaol-ball I'd strike To the lightning of heaven. At my bed-foot decaying My hurl-bat is lying,... | |
 | Thomas Crofton Croker - 1844 - 316 sayfa
...patrician students of the University, where it is an established pastime." Mr. Callanan proceeds with gome observations respecting the game, which, as they do...wilder. I'd dance without tiring From morning till even, And the gaol-ball I'd strike To the lightning of heaven. At my bed-foot decaying My hurl-bat is lying,... | |
 | sir Charles Gavan Duffy - 1845 - 262 sayfa
...know not; but convicts, from obvious reosons, *ave been peculiar objects of sympathy in Ireland. • How hard is my fortune, And vain my repining! The...young neck is twining. My strength is departed; My chcuk sunk and sallow; While I languish in chains, In the gaol of Clonmala.* No boy in the village... | |
 | Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - 1846 - 882 sayfa
...' How hard is my fortune, And vain my repining 1 The strong rope of fate For (bis л uuiifj neck ia twining. My strength is departed, My cheek sunk and sallow, While I languish in chaina In the gaol of Cloninala, 4 No boy in the village Was ever yet milder, I 'd pl»y with a child,... | |
 | Jeremiah Joseph Callanan - 1847 - 184 sayfa
...of the Tweed, particularly over golf, which he called " fiddling wi' a pick," but enough of this — How hard is my fortune And vain my repining ; The...young neck is twining ; My strength is departed. My cheeks sunk and sallow ; While I languish in chains In the gaol of Clonmala.* No boy of the village... | |
 | 1855 - 1416 sayfa
...himself: so natural are the reflections, and so apparently unstudied is the entire soliloquy. How liard is my fortune And vain my repining ; The strong rope of fate For this young neck ia twining : My strength is departed. My checks sunk and sallow ; While I languish in chains In the... | |
 | Samuel Lover - 1858 - 394 sayfa
...Such is the case in Italy ; and that fact makes Italy, at this moment, an object of European interest. How hard is my fortune, And vain my repining ! The...; I'd dance without tiring From morning till even, And the goal-ball I'd strikef To the lightning of heaven. At my bed-foot decaying My hurlbat is lying,... | |
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HOW hard is my fortune. And vain my repining ! The strong rope of fate For this young neck is twining. My strength is departed, My cheek sunk and sallow, While I languish in chains In the gaol of Clonmala.' No boy in the village Was ever yet milder. I'd... 
