Ere Beltane rites would be begun With homage to the rising sun Ere to the spirits of the dead Would sacrificial blood be shed In yon green grove of Navity When Conn came over the Eastern Sea, His heart aflame with vengeful ire, To seek for Goll, who slew his sire When he was seven years old.

What if mine heavenly Spouse in jealous ire Should smite mine earthly spouse?

My watchful dog, whose starts of furious ire, When stranger passed, so often I have check'd; 1798.]

"proprioque in sanguine laetus, Indignantem animam vacuas elludit in auras;" so did Dido; Sed moriamur ait, sic sic juvat ire per umbras; [5580] Pyramus and Thisbe, Medea, Coresus and Callirhoe, Theagines the philosopher, and many myriads besides, and so will ever do, "et mihi fortis Est manus, est et amor, dabit hic in vulnera vires.

the thunderbolt of war! Hurl'd from thy hands, Britannia's vengeance roars, And bloody billows stain the hostile shores: Thy sacred ire Confed'rate Kingdoms braves, And 'whelms their Navies in Sepulchral waves!

Rejoice, brave Land, though pride's perverted ire Rouse hell's own aid, and wrap thy fields in fire: Lo, from the flames a great and glorious birth; As if a new-made heaven were hailing a new earth!

There was great excitement, and immense deprecation of gubernatorial ire.

Attempts were made to destroy these trophies of national degradation; but, in some instances, the skill of the architect and the fidelity of the builder were an overmatch for the hasty ire of an incensed soldiery, and withstood the attacks until admiration for the work brought shame on their efforts to demolish it.

Granting this end unto her hellish ire.

Novo Orbe Decades tres Petri Martyres ab Angheria Mediolanensis, item ejusdem de Babylonica Legationis libri ires.

Again the storm among the trees o'erhead; The hounds pricked up their ears, their eyes flashed fire; Seemed to the trembling maiden that a tread Light, and yet clear, amid the wind's loud ire, As dripping feet o'er smooth slabs hither sped, Came often up, as with a fierce desire, To enter, but as oft made quick retreat; And looking forth the hounds stood on their feet.

I wrote the following lines in memory of my father: The drum no more shall rouse his heart to beat with patriot fires, Nor to his kindling eye impart the flash of martial ires: Montgomery's fall, Burgoyne's advance, awake no transient fear; E'en joy be dumb that noble France grasped in our cause the spear.

Yet, calm and cautious moderate thy ire, Be ever courteous should the case allow Sweet malt is ever made by gentle fire: Warm to thy friends, give all a civil bow.

Within, beside my sister, is the King; Enraged before he went, the sight of her Will but inflame his passionate ire anew.

at hand Nogiva's hoary lord is seen to stand, (Brought by the fairy foe's relentless ire,)

Lady, I bear no high resounding lyre To hymn thy glory, and thy foes appal With thunderous splendour of my rhythmic ire; A little lute I lightly touch and small

Just heaven forbids their words should blot the honor of my name, For pure and faithful is my heart, howe'er my foes defame; And Zaida, lovely Zaida, at a word that did me wrong, Would close her ears in scornful ire and curse the slanderous tongue.

His insults are most likely to be directed against the very kind of man I have described, because people of different tastes can never be friends, and the sight of pre-eminent merit is apt to raise the secret ire of a ne'er-do-well.

If there is rather too much of the saeva indignatio, which Swift speaks of as lacerating his heart, it is a nobler and less selfish ire than his, and the language and verse which it inspires are full of the very soul of dignity.

=372.= WHAT THE VOICE SAID. Maddened by Earth's wrong and evil, "Lord," I cried in sudden ire, "From thy right hand, clothed with thunder, Shake the bolted fire!

Lanfranc, Anselm, St. Bernard of Clairvaux, all had had their theological ire aroused against the Irish recusants.

Total takin'sfour, three, threeless 'ire of 'all, four-an'-six" "I can read figures an' print," owned Tilda, "but 'andwriting's too much for me; an' yours, I dare say, isn' none o' the best.

Total takin'sfour, three, threeless 'ire of 'all, four-an'-six" "I can read figures an' print," owned Tilda, "but 'andwriting's too much for me; an' yours, I dare say, isn' none o' the best.

When the dark hour comes that the gods have decreed And the Fury burns with wrathful fires, A demon unholy, with ire unabated, Lies like black night on the halls of the fated; And the recreant Son plunges guiltily on To perfect the guilt of his Sires.

This heart there will I perce, and reve this brest The irksome life, and wreke my wrathful ire Upon my self.