Bartholomew Dowling

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Bartholomew Dowling (1823, Listowel, County Kerry, Ireland, – November 20, 1863, San Francisco, California) was an Irish-born author.

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  • We meet neath the sounding rafter,
    And the walls around are bare;
    As they shout back our peals of laughter
    It seems that the dead are there.
    Ho! stand to your glasses steady!
    'T is all we have left to prize.
    A cup to the dead already,—
    Hurrah for the next that dies!
    • The Revel: Time of the Famine and Plague in India, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919); alternately attributed to Alfred Domett.
  • Who dreads to the dust returning?
    Who shrinks from the sable shore,
    Where the high and haughty yearning
    Of the soul can sting no more?
    • The Revel: Time of the Famine and Plague in India, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

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