Romantic Ireland; volume 2/2

ature have passed unstinted praise on the b

making harbours, islands, bays, and coves. If he should go to the coast itself, he will have revealed to him a wondrous

hills and mountains with no less charm and none of their difficulty of access. The great Atlantic waves beat against the wild rocks of the south Irish coast; but the Gulf Stream gives warmth of an almos

l form a unique experience in the itinerary of most folk. Rounding Cape Clear, the small coasting-steamer makes the first stop at the little village of Schull, which stands at th

many rocky islands of its harbour and come to a view of Brow Head, with

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station of the Channel fleet during the autumn man?uvres. Before us is the grand panorama of Glengarriff

yearly autumn man?uvres of the English Channel fleet. From any view-point this rugged, walled bay is more than impressive,-more impressive, even, than Glengarriff itself, which lies still farther inland, its circumference dotted with weed-embroidered boulders. Bantry Bay is twenty-one miles in length; from three

ir departure without disgorging their army. This latter fleet, which had been arrayed for the invasion of Ireland by Carnot and Clarke, with Theobald Wolfe Tone as the organizer of the Irish Republicans, consisted of twenty-six sail, with a force of ne

conspiracy, occupying himself in luring Irishmen from among the prisoners at Brest to enlist in the French service. This procedure was accomplished by "sending the poor fellows large quantit

m altogether. He hated England cordially; but he was not alone among Irishmen in that. Indeed, he said: "I like the F

bay. The whole bay affords a succession of prospects magnificent and grand. Its views vary from the softness of a landscape nocturne to the rugged splendour of a realistic impression. Weak as are these similes, they can only mark the sense of contrast which the scene a

, and is therefore less appealing than the older fabric, which so successfully defended itself against Sir George Carew. The story of the chiefs of Dunboy is familiar in outline to most; but the sto

th fidelity and minutely many of its incidents, and, in "The Two Chie

of his once proud home, it had bec

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in masses

with Engli

large army which assailed them was well supplied with artillery and all the means of attack. At length, on the 17th of June, when the castle had been nearly shot

roughout the livelong day. Thirty of the gallant defenders attempted to escape by swimming; but the soldiers, who had been posted in boats, killed them in the water; and, at length, the surviving portion of the garrison retreated into a cellar, to which

ned to the work of slaughter next morning. Cannon-balls were discharged among the Irish in their last dark retreat; and Taylor was forced by his companions to surrender unconditionally. When, however, some of the English descended into the cellar, they found the wounded MacGeoghegan, with a lighted torch in his hand, staggering to throw it into the gunpowder. Captain

rtain smugness, was often moved by patrioti

inn at Glengarriff, there is a country of the magnificence of which no pen can give an idea? I would like to be a great prince, and bring a train of painters over to ma

hat,-more, indeed, than is within the power of words to describe, though

ut the artist can at all successfully portray its moods: at times brilliant with sunshine and verdure, and again, sombre and mist-laden with the rains of autumn; but never, or seldom ever, ev

ff: "The climate is most favourable for vegetation, moist and so warm

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es, pomegranates, magnolias, etc., attain their fullest beauty." Lord Mac

usual heroic order, and may, once and again, appear unduly

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Bantry Bay, which, says Mr. Kipling, "lies just to the eastward

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bservations on board the flag-ship of the Channel fleet during the autumn man?uvres; and, from Lough Swilly in the north to Bantry Bay in the south, the author depicts, with a master mariner's fidelity, the characteristics of

these parts, Sliabhna-goil (i. e., "the Mountain of the Wild People"), more commonly called "Sugar Loaf." Why i

rs itself in grim severity a little to the westward. Both

t the leaves of memory will press the fragments of romance, in an al

rs to the mountain pass of Keim-an-eigh, "the path of the deer," through

bounding in

cchanalia

elegant verse, known of all lover

man, Maurice by name, had all day pursued

ttle gra

le Alice to her savi

st siste

ee his lady fair, the moon grew dark, a great storm arose, and the lovelorn Maurice lost himself in the wood. All this was of course due to the jealous fairy in true legendary fashion. At length he falls in with a noble jet-black steed, which he mounts. This grim shape prov

earhaven, where he h

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hading of the migh

ed wading through the c

th beneath him-he is

p in Keim

illiant assemblage to the very throne of the Queen-fairy Una. She smiles graciously upon him; urges him to leave the world and all its woes to become one of her happy subjects; and prom

ere abiding, lo! the

gentle gliding, in b

led him, and that seem

mph led him to Gleng

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is broken-no fa

hath awoken, and

alace, and vain the

Alice down he wends

shining over mounta

ea-plants gliste

. . . .

s flinging, the hap

ly ringing along

a galley to the h

e valley and the yo

re weeping, as all

gentle Alice