...the dearest and tenderest recollections of my life — from the remembrance of those attic nights, and those refections of the gods, which we have spent...precious tears of Ireland have been shed. £Here Lord A vonmore could not refrain from bursting into tears.] Yes, my good Lord, I see you do not forget them....

...from the dearest and tenderest recollections of my life, from the remembrance of those attick nights and those refections of the gods which we have spent...the most precious tears of Ireland have been shed : yes, my good lord, I see you do not forget them ; I see their sacred forms passing in sad review...

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...from the dearest and tenderest recollections of my life, from the remembrance of those attic nights and those refections of the gods which we have spent...gone before us; over whose ashes the most precious tears'of Ireland have been shed: yes, my good lord, I see you do not forget them; I see their sacred...

...from the dearest and tenderest recollections of my life, from the remembrance of those attic nights and those refections of the gods which we have spent...the most precious tears of Ireland have been shed ; yes, my good lord, I see you do not forget them ; I see their sacred forms passing in sad review...

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...from the dearest and tendered recollections of my life — from the remembrance of those attic nights, and those refections of the gods, -which we have spent...gone before us ; over whose ashes the most precious, tear? of Ireland have been shed. ("Here Lord Avonmore could not refrain from bursting into tears.]]...