GRAND Lugnaquillia! There we lay at peace, Cooled by the summer wind, and gazed adown To left and right athwart the rolling hills To the blue sea and round the cultured plains Basking to westward in the midday beam. For many a mile the tawny mountains heaved In rough confusion. Here amid the heaths A brown dull tarn reflected the heaven's blue, Or the slow-moving shadow of a cloud Darkened a cliff or valley. Northward far Slieve-Cullinn, dwindled to an arrowy point, Lifted his rosy peak beyond grey Djouce, That in a cleft amid the summer woods Showed, nestling, Luggala; and near us ran The Avonbeg by Fananierin's base Away to mingle with bright Avonmore, And low amid Ovoca's wooded vale We traced the wedded waters to the sea; Then, turning, watched beneath in wide Imahl Far-winding Slaney glittering in the noon, And fashioned for our fancies in the haze Faint in the west the rims of Galteemore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALMANACH DU PRINTEMPS VIVAROIS by HAYDEN CARRUTH CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH SISTER MARIA CELESTE, GALILEO'S DAUGHTER, WRITES TO FRIEND by MADELINE DEFREES MIDSUMMER BIRDS by ROBERT FROST TO TIME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FREE FANTASIA ON JAPANESE THEMES by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JUDGE SELAH LIVELY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |