Annals of Ireland by the Four Masters as translated into English by Owen Connellan: Volume 2 of the 2 volume set, with large folding family location Map

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Irish Roots Cafe, 2003 - 394 pages
The second volume of the 2 book set for "The Annals of Ireland by the Four Masters" as translated by Owen Connellan. This is the volume that contains the large fold-out map at the back of the book.

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II
355
III
721
IV
724
V
725
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Page 714 - ... and if they found a plot of watercresses or shamrocks, there they flocked as to a feast...
Page 459 - In secret riding through the air she comes, Lured with the smell of infant blood, to dance With Lapland witches, while the labouring moon Eclipses at their charms.
Page 529 - As for nobility in particular persons, it is a reverend thing to see an ancient castle or building not in decay, or to see a fair timber tree sound and perfect; how much more to behold an ancient noble family, which hath stood against the waves and weathers of time?
Page 714 - Out of every corner of the woods and glens they came creeping forth upon their hands, for their legs could not bear them; they looked like anatomies of death ; they spake like ghosts crying out of their graves...
Page 535 - Liberal hand, and open heart. Big with hosts of mighty name, Squadrons three against him came; This the force of Eirin hiding, Side by side as proudly riding, On her shadow long and gay Lochlin plows...
Page 535 - Where his glowing eye-balls turn, Thousand banners round him burn : Where he points his purple spear, Hasty, hasty Rout is there, Marking with indignant eye Fear to stop, and Shame to fly. There Confusion, Terror's child, Conflict fierce, and Ruin wild, Agony, that pants for breath, Despair and honourable Death.
Page 516 - Eirin weep, Ne'er again his likeness see ; Long her strains in sorrow steep, Strains of immortality...
Page 718 - And Thou, O mighty Lord ! whose ways Are far above our feeble minds To understand, Sustain us in these doleful days, And render light the chain that binds Our fallen land ! Look down upon our dreary state, And through the ages that may still Roll sadly on, Watch thou o'er hapless Erin's fate, And shield at least from darker ill The blood of Conn...
Page 718 - Then, daughter of O'Donnell ! dry Thine overflowing eyes, and turn Thy heart aside ; For Adam's race is born to die, And sternly the sepulchral urn...
Page 714 - And sure it is yet a most beautiful and sweet country, as any is under heaven, being stored throughout with many goodly rivers, replenished with all sorts of fish most abundantly, sprinkled with many very sweet islands and goodly lakes, like little inland seas...

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