Cross Bulletin August 1916

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Magazines: Cross Magazine, Cross, Passionists
Cross Magazine: Passionists, Monthly Magazine, Devotional, Catholic, 20th Century
Passionists: Magazine, Cross Magazine, Monthly Journal, Piety, Devotional
Devotional: Passionists, The Passion, Articles

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People, places, and terms identified via handwriting recognition and named entity recognition.

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Neil(9)
Donnelly(8)
Dunne(4)
Joyce(3)
Burke(2)
Doyle(2)
Morrow(2)
Malone(2)

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Such then was Anthony O'Neil , as he flung himself on the
O'Neil will be of much importance in Dublin city - but Sheila ,
Anthony O'Neil - " the young squire , " as he was called

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Vol. VII . No. 4 . August , 1916 . " Miscellaneous . " wherever , to note that despite all this can't death , and Hay Measure us that it has been That it became political and died of the disease . We are since , life and vigour . Never in the history of the movement were be sympathisers have declared it to be in the throes of death , and have proposed various restoratives . ' Uthersway , We language movement grows apace , and shows every sign of ARIOUS opinions have been recently put forward re- garding the vitality of the Gaelic League . Some 800 given many reasons for its demise chief among

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to imitate the rich , even when in their poverty they them- this deplorable degeneration . It is the temptation of the poor and adopted the civilization of their rich masters . Let who the bone of Ireland's grandest customs . ' The Irish were poor Every wind that ever blew , will judge of the change . One thing is certain : if we wish to native tongue and our national customs . selves are the more virtuous and more noble . This has been Multiply them into millions . Into gracious millions , Multiply them , one by one ; And then . O dear Lord ! listen- Where the Tabernacles glisten , O'er the skies , and broke and wept In the Eucharist loved adored Every leaf and sod . maintain a distinct national existence we must bring back our Take all of them . O dearest Lord- Every bird that ever flew , Into gorgeous millions , We offer Thee- Of Glorias , glorious Son ! the enforced poverty of Ireland has been accountable for all In vain , and with the flowers slept , Every fewer that ever grew , MISC BELAINED . To those praises . Holiest One ! Laudamus Te . Deus Eucharistice . Like an angel's sword , Dear Lord ! An ancient Celtic Hymn. Thu Father's well-beloved , Into golden millions - before Thy throne to sing : Every cloud that ever swept We offer . Thee- y wave that ever moved , Adoramus . " Te. Benedicimus . Te. Every angel staying . Every pure heart praying , Good God ! . heart that ever loved Our King ! We offer . Thee- lightning flashing . very thunder rolling . church-bell tolling , river dashing , Note . - The above translation of an ancient Irish hymn has been sent Every Every . every . Every amen . Every readers . Every . There , by one of our ? Note . The

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