Produced by David Widger QUOTES AND IMAGES FROM HARRY LORREQUER THE CONFESSIONS OF HARRY LORREQUER [By Charles James Lever (1806-1872)] Dublin MDCCCXXXIX. Though the title page has no author's name inscribed, this work is generally attributed to Charles James Lever. Harry Lorrequer was a young officer in a British regiment stationed in Ireland in the early 1800's. The 1839 First Edition had pages too stained and friable for scanning --so a colleague, Mary Munarin, helped prepare this eBook for Project Gutenberg in the old fashioned way--she typed it! This story will be a delight to any readers with a few drops of Irish blood (or a wee drop of the Old Bushmills) in their veins. A crowd is a mob, if composed even of bishops And some did pray--who never prayed before Annoyance of her vulgar loquacity Enjoy the name without the gain Enough is as good as a feast Fighting like devils for conciliation Has but one fault, but that fault is a grand one Hating each other for the love of God He was very much disguised in drink How ingenious is self-deception My English proves me Irish Mistaking zeal for inclination Mistaking your abstraction for attention Rather a dabbler in the "ologies" The tone of assumed compassion That "to stand was to fall," That land of punch, priests, and potatoes What will not habit accomplish "We talked of pipe-clay regulation caps-- Long twenty-fours--short culverins and mortars-- Condemn'd the 'Horse Guards' for a set of raps, And cursed our fate at being in such quarters. Some smoked, some sighed, and some were heard to snore; Some wished themselves five fathoms 'neat the Solway; And some did pray--who never prayed before-- That they might get the 'route' for Cork or Galway." FAVORITE QUOTATIONS