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LALLA ROOKIL All oriental romance. ...... Page

the veiled prophet of khorassan.

PARADISE AND THE rERI.

THE FIRE - WORSHIPPERS;

THE LIGHT OF THE HARAM.

THE LOVES OF THE ANGELS.

FIRST ANGEL’S STORY-

SECOND - • . .

THIRD ■—-

THE FUDGE FAMILY IN PARIS.

PREFACE. ....

letter I From Miss Biddy Fudge to Miss Dorothea — of Cions-

kilty, in Ireland .

— II From Phil. Fudge to the Lord Vise. C — h.

— Ill From Mr. Boh Fudge to Rich. — Esq.

— IV From Phelim Connor to —

— V From Miss Biddy Fudge to Miss Dorothy.

— VI From Phil. Fudge to his brother Tim.

— VII From Phelim Connor to —.

— VIII From Air. Bob Fudge to Richard.

— IS From Phil. Fudge to the Lord Vise. C—st——gh.

Extracts from his Journal.

— X From Miss Biddy Fudge to Miss Dorothy —.

— XI From Phelim Connor to —.

— XII From Miss Biddy F. to Miss DorothyOCCASIONAL PIECES.

Lines on the death of Air. P—rc— y—1.

Fum and Hum, the two birds of Royalty.

Lines on the death of Sh—r—d—n.

Epistle from Tom Cribb to Big Ben.

Lines on a late display in the — of —.

IRISH MELODIES. ...

DEDICATION . . . . .

PREFACE. ... . . .

No. I. Go-where glory waits thee (Air — Maid of the Valley.)

■— War song: Remember the glories of Brien ( Molly Macalpin)

— Erin! the tear and the smile (/tileen Aroon). . . ,

— Oh! breathe not his name (The Brown Maid)

— When he, who adores thee (The Fox’s Sleep) .

■— The Harp that once through Tara’s halls ( Gramaehree);

■— Fly not yet (Planxty Kelly); . . . . . . —■ ■ • —

— Oh! think not my spirit are always as light (John O'Reilly

the Active). . . . — —

— Tho’ the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see (Coulin). — 185

•—— Rich and rare were the gems she wore (The summer

is coming). . . . — —

— As a beam o’er the face of the waters may glow (The young

man’s dream). . . — —

■— The meeting of the waters (The Old Head of Denis); t — 180

No. II St. Senaiuis and the Lady (The Brown Thorn). . . — —

— How dear to me the hour (The twisting of the Rope). ; —■ 187

— Take hack the virgin page (Dermott) .—

—■ The legacy. (Unknown). . . . . . . . — —

■— How oft has the Benshee cried f The Dear Black Maid). — 188

— We. may roam thro’ this world (Qaryone). . . . — —

— Eveleen’s bower (Unknown) . . . . . — 1811

— Let Erin remember the days of old (The Red Fox) ■ — —

— Tho song of Fionnuala (Arrah my dear Eveleen) . . — 190

— Come, send round the wine ( We brought the summer with us) —■ —

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