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"Lovely maidens sit in close proximity to the roots of the lovely trees singing the most lovely songs while they play with all kinds of lovely objects" (U12.78) |
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"as for example golden ingots, silvery fishes, crans of herrings, drafts of eels, codlings, creels of fingerlings, purple seagems and playful insects. And heroes voyage from afar to woo them, from Elbana to Slievemargy," (U12.80) |
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"Thither the extremely large wains bring foison of the fields, flaskets of cauliflowers, floats of spinach, pineapple chunks, Rangoon beans, strikes of tomatoes, drums of figs, drills of Swedes, spherical potatoes and tallies of iridescent kale, York and Savoy, and trays of onions, pearls of the earth, and punnets of mushrooms and custard marrows" (U12.91) |
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"and fat vetches and bere and rape and red green yellow brown russet sweet big bitter ripe pomellated apples and chips of strawberries" (U12.95) |
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"and sieves of gooseberries, pulpy and pelurious, and strawberries fit for princes and raspberries from their canes. I dare him, says he, and I doubledare him. Come out here, Geraghty, you notorious bloody hill and dale robber! " (U12.97) |
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"And by that way wend the herds innumerable of bellwethers and flushed ewes and shearling rams and lambs and stubble geese and medium steers and roaring mares and polled calves and longwools and storesheep and Cuffe's prime springers and culls" (U12.102) |
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"and sowpigs and baconhogs and the various different varieties of highly distinguished swine" (U12.105) |
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"and Angus heifers and polly bullocks of immaculate pedigree together with prime premiated milchcows and beeves:" (U12.106) |
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"their udders distended with superabundance of milk and butts of butter and rennets of cheese" (U12.114) |
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"So we turned into Barney Kiernan's and there sure enough was the citizen up in the corner" (U12.118) Sorry I couldn't help it! The Irish Post issued a 48c stamp on 23 August 2006 to commemorate the centenary of the death of Michael Cusack (1847 - 1906). |
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"The bloody mongrel let a grouse out of him would give you the creeps. Be a corporal work of mercy if someone would take the life of that bloody dog. I'm told for a fact he ate a good part of the breeches off a constabulary man in Santry that came round one time with a blue paper about a licence." (U12.124) |
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"- Arrah, give over your bloody codding, Joe, says I. I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown. - Give it a name, citizen, says Joe. - Wine of the country, says he." (U12.141) |
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"The figure seated on a large boulder at the foot of a round tower was that of a broadshouldered deepchested stronglimbed frankeyed redhaired freelyfreckled shaggybearded widemouthed largenosed longheaded deepvoiced barekneed brawnyhanded hairylegged ruddyfaced sinewyarmed hero." (U12.151) |
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"a round tower" (U12.151) |
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"A powerful current of warm breath issued at regular intervals from the profound cavity of his mouth while in rhythmic resonance the loud strong hale reverberations of his formidable heart thundered rumblingly causing the ground, the summit of the lofty tower and the still loftier walls of the cave to vibrate and tremble." (U12.163) |