Dunmore

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Young Lochinvar (1828)

“ Tho' I am no better at all.
I still live in expectation,
Of that charming youth I adore,
I hope to my great consolation,
To meet him with joy in Dunmore.
Cheeks like the fair beauties blown,
Your summer will soon be o'er,
October winds will be blown,
And blast the sweet rose of Dunmore,
I found that her heart was failing,
As many had done before,
I hoist up my sails for Rathfriland,
And gained the sweet rose of Dunmore.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Robert W. Chambers Robert W. Chambers,  Cardigan

“ There they stood in low-voiced consultation—Lady Shelton, my Lord Dunmore, and my mortal enemy, Walter Butler, tricked out in lace and velvet. He stood so near to me that my hot hand could have fastened on his throat-strings where I crouched. He turned towards Dunmore with a gesture.
"Sir Timerson should find them to-night," he said; "your thief-taker, Bully Bishop, is with them, I understand."
"They are to search every rebel rat-hole in town," cried Dunmore, eagerly; "they should claw them ere dawn, Captain Butler. Vive Dieu, nous allons les clouer en terrain bouché!"
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Robert W. Chambers Robert W. Chambers,  Cardigan

“ I attempted to picture Dunmore as an inspirer of love in any woman. The mere idea revolted me. What frightful spell had this shrunken nobleman cast over my little comrade that she should confess her love for him?
And all I could say was: "Oh, Silver Heels! Silver Heels! That man! It is madness!"
"What man?" she asked, opening her eyes.
"What man?" I repeated. "Do you not mean that you love Dunmore?"
She laughed a laugh that frightened me, so mirthless, so bitter, so wickedly bitter it rang in the summer air.
"Oh yes—Dunmore, if you wish—or any man—any man. I care not
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Source: Gutenberg

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