Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 31, 2025
My lame friend may have unconsciously suggested an explanation of the speeches and conduct of the Irish Nationalist Parliamentary contingent. Unless they kept up the cursin' an' swearin', an' rippin' an' tearin', so that they can be heard across the Atlantic, their American paymasters might not be contint wid thim, and might withhold the sinews of war.
"'Why, then, can you find no rest in the grave? "This last question 'broke the camel's back. "'H to my There, the Lord forgive me for cursin', and in this blessed an' howly place. But are all the people mad prastes and clarks, payrents and childher? Or am I losin' my sinses, or enchanted by the fairies? "'Matthew, said the priest, solemnly, 'are you alive an' well?
If we'n been rich foak theer might ha' been some help fur her, at least; th' law might ha' been browt to mak' him leave her be, but bein' poor workin' foak theer wur on'y one thing: th' wife mun go wi' th' husband, an' theer th' husband stood a scoundrel, cursin', wi' his black heart on his tongue.
Ther' 's lots o' th' Master's people down there, out o' sight, that's so low they never heard His name: preachers don't go there. But He'll see to't. He'll not min' their cursin' o' Him, seein' they don't know His face, 'n' thinkin' He belongs to th' gentry. I knew it wud come right wi' me, when times was th' most bad. I knew"
But it was diff'rint wid the others, an' why I cannot say, excipt that some men are borrun mane an' go to dhirty murdher where a fist is more than enough. Afther a whoile, they changed their chune to me an' was desp'rit frien'ly all twelve av thim cursin' O'Hara in chorus. "Eyah," sez I, "O'Hara's a divil an' I'm not for denyin' ut, but is he the only man in the wurruld? Let him go.
"'My Gawd! he screeches; 'th' bunk's exploded an' I'm bleedin' ter death; an' he starts yellin' like a catamount, runnin' up an' down th' gangway, an' tramplin' upon th' four shriekin', cursin', prayin' sailors who'd been attacked fust.
"Along comes a flat-nose," he would say, "with a barefooted colt, an' a gabbin', chuckle-headed blacksmith nails shoes on its feet, an' the flat-nose jumps on an' away he goes, hipety click, an' the colt interferes, an' the flat-nose begins a kickin' an' a cursin', an' then " Here the hunchback's fingers began to twitch.
'Shaint Agnus Eve, he calls ut. Over an' over he kept repeathin' thim as he helped me shtaggerin' along. . . 'God! cries he, betune cursin' me an' th' dogs an' singin' 'Shaint Agnus Eve' 'Oh, help us this night! let us live, God! . . . oh, let us live! this poor bloody Oirishman an' me! . . ."
"Never catch us if the wind hold," she said calmly. "Johnny Gagnon's boat ver' heavy boat." They had a start of upward of a quarter of a mile when their perplexed pursuers, having almost completed a circuit of the island, finally caught sight of them sailing blithely down the lake. A great roar of anger came down the wind to them. "Let them curse," said Bela. "Cursin' won't catch us.
'I'm busy with a patthern here that is brakin' my heart, says the waiver; 'and antil I complate it and masther it intirely I won't quit. 'Oh, think o' the iligant stirabout, that 'ill be spylte intirely. 'To the divil with the stirabout, says he. 'God forgive you, says she, 'for cursin' your good brekquest. 'Ay, and you too, says he.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking