Ireland, Novelist August 31, 1806 – June, 1, 1872.
Charles James Lever was an Irish novelist and raconteur, whose novels, according to Anthony Trollope, were just like his conversation.
Old Dublin City there is no doubtin' Bates every city upon the say. 'Tis there you'd hear O'Connell spoutin' And Lady Morgan making tay. For 'tis the capital of the finest nation, With charmin' pisintry upon a fruitful sod, Fightin' like devils for conciliation, And hatin' each other for the Love of God.
The rain was dashing in torrents against the window-panes, and the wind sweeping in heavy and fitful gusts along the dreary and deserted streets, as a party of three persons sat over their wine, in that stately old pile which once formed the resort of the Irish Members, in College Green, Dublin, and went by the name of Daly's Clubhouse.
No matter how skillfully a man play the game of life, there is but one test of his ability--did he win?
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