Unto a life which I call natural I would gladly follow even a will-o'-the-wisp through bogs
and sloughs unimaginable, but no moon nor firefly has shown me the causeway to it.
Tracle, me darlint, and I wish I may be drownthed dead in a bog
, if it's not mesilf, Sir Pathrick O'Grandison, Barronitt, that'll make a houl bushel o' love to yur leddyship, in the twinkling o' the eye of a Londonderry purraty.
He is an illustration of the period of culture in which the faculty of appreciation has obtained such a preponderance over that of production that the latter sinks into a kind of rank sterility, and the mental condition becomes analogous to that of a malarious bog
Again and again these horrible creatures came writhing and springing towards us across the surface of this putrid bog
, and it was only by keeping our shot-guns for ever ready that we could feel safe from them.
Right across the lower part of the bog
lay a miry path.
When he had joined the Freemasons he had experienced the feeling of one who confidently steps onto the smooth surface of a bog
Nobs had followed us into the bog
and had done fairly well at first, but when he neared us he too sank to his belly and could only flounder about.
Thus accoutered, bog
and marsh and undergrowth had no terrors for him.
The second act opened before Philly Doyle's underground still, with Peggy and her battered donkey come in to smuggle a load of potheen across the bog
, and to bring Philly word of what was doing in the world without, and of what was happening along the roadsides and ditches with the first gleam of fine weather.
Where the intersecting tract of bog
is wide, they skirt round it.
She promised as much last week, when I fell into Wilverley bog
, and yet she knows that I cannot abide needle-work.
He climbed and descended precipices on which vulgar mortals tremble to look; he passed marshes like the Serbonian bog
,* where armies whole have sunk; he forded rivers where the current roared like the Egre or the Severn; or ventured himself on bridges that trembled under him, from which he looked down on foaming whirlpools, or dreadful abysses; he wandered over houseless heaths, amidst all the rage of the elements, with the snow driving in his face, and the tempest howling in his ears.