Selections from the Writings of Mrs. Margaret M. Davidson, the Mother of Lucretia Maria and Margaret M. DavidsonLea & Blanchard, 1843 - 272 sider |
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Side 13
... Stanley family is a simple narra- tive of facts , which occurred in 1814 ; the names only are fictitious . Every person who has read the re- mains of my daughter Margaret , by Irving , will recognize in Mrs. Stanley the original of Mrs ...
... Stanley family is a simple narra- tive of facts , which occurred in 1814 ; the names only are fictitious . Every person who has read the re- mains of my daughter Margaret , by Irving , will recognize in Mrs. Stanley the original of Mrs ...
Side 21
... Stanley watched with a beating heart the movements she could not understand , yet apprehending they were in some way connected with the expected invasion , when all at once her two little daughters came flying in . At " Oh mamma ! the ...
... Stanley watched with a beating heart the movements she could not understand , yet apprehending they were in some way connected with the expected invasion , when all at once her two little daughters came flying in . At " Oh mamma ! the ...
Side 22
... Stanley saw at once from the general commotion that something unusual was going on- Anna and Louisa were old enough to remember the events of the preceding summer . They had not for- gotten the horrors attending their flight , nor the ...
... Stanley saw at once from the general commotion that something unusual was going on- Anna and Louisa were old enough to remember the events of the preceding summer . They had not for- gotten the horrors attending their flight , nor the ...
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... Stanley had been several weeks confined to his bed with a fever , -his feeble wife had herself performed all the duties of nurse , scarcely leaving his bed - side a moment , night or day ; herself just recovering from a long illness ...
... Stanley had been several weeks confined to his bed with a fever , -his feeble wife had herself performed all the duties of nurse , scarcely leaving his bed - side a moment , night or day ; herself just recovering from a long illness ...
Side 25
... Stanley could join them , or until after the battle , and she ( Mrs. Stanley ) would remain with Polly , a little girl of fourteen , who was bound to the family by indentures , and take care of Dr. Stanley , who , his wife affirmed ...
... Stanley could join them , or until after the battle , and she ( Mrs. Stanley ) would remain with Polly , a little girl of fourteen , who was bound to the family by indentures , and take care of Dr. Stanley , who , his wife affirmed ...
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arms art thou bards battle beam beautiful blessings blood bosom bound brave breast bright brow Cairbar Calmar Carril chief cloud Connal cried Cromla's Cuthullin dark daughter dear death echoing enemy Erin Erin's eyes fair fame father fear feast feeble fight Fillan Fingal flowing tears Gaul grief hall hand hast hath heart heaven hero's heroes hill Horace Walpole husband king king of swords Lena's heath light Lochlin's lonely Lord loud maid mamma Margaret mighty Morna morning Morven's mother mournful neath night noble o'er Orpah Oscar Ossian pale peace Peru plain Plattsburgh Polly pride raise replied rise roaring rock roll Ruth Ryno scene shield side silent song sons soul sound spear spirit Stanley Starno's storm stream Swaran sweet sword tears thee thine thou tomb trembling Tura's Ullin valiant voice Volumes wagons warriors WASHINGTON IRVING waves wind young youth
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Side 152 - Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Side 256 - ... promise of never returning to Ireland, in a hostile manner. The night is spent in settling Swaran's departure, in songs of bards, and in a conversation in which the story of Grumal is introduced by Fingal, Morning comes. Swaran departs ; Fingal goes on a hunting party, and finding Cuthullin in the cave of Tura, comforts him, and sets sail, the next day, for Scotland ; which concludes the poem.
Side 230 - Raise, Oscar, rather raise my tomb. I will not yield the war to thee. The first and bloodiest in the strife, my arm shall teach thee how to fight. But remember, my son, to place this sword, this bow, the horn of my deer, within that dark and narrow house, whose mark is one grey stone ! Oscar, I have no love to leave to the care of my son.