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Title: The cabinet of Irish literature; selections from the works of the chief poet, orators, and prose writers of Ireland
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Read, Charles A. (Charles Anderson), 1841-1878 Tynan, Katharine, 1861-1931 O'Connor, T. P. (Thomas Power), 1848-1929
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Publisher: London : The Gresham Publishing Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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JA.NH BARLOW From a Photograph by LA FA YETTE JANE BARLOW. 107 again harder) Sir 1! ( Vehemently, shaking himvery hard) Sir !!! Raina (catching her arm). Dont, mamma:the poor dear is worn out. Let him sleep. Catherine (letting him go, and turningamazed to Raina). The poor dear! Raina...(She looks sternly at her daughter. The mansleeps profoundly.) JANE BARLOW. (Miss Barlow is the daughter of the Rev.J. W. Barlow, Vice-Provost of Trinity Col-lege, Dublin. She was born at Clontarf,County Dublin, and has lived nearly all herlife at The Cottage, Raheny, County Dublin,a house which shows its deep eaves of thatchto the Dublin road. There, in a life of theutmost quietness, her genius evolved itself.She had published a good deal of unacknow-ledged work in prose and verse before theappearance of Boyland Studies, which in1892 assured those interested in such mattersof the appearance of a new force in Irishliterature. Since then her prose volumes, ap-pearing in rapid succession, have given ample

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