Poem by Anna Seward

Sonnet 86. Pride of Ierne's Sea-encircled bound

 TO THE LAKE OF KILLARNEY[1].

Pride of Ierne's Sea-encircled bound,
    Rival of all Britannia's Naiads boast,
    Magnificent Killarney!—from thy coast
    Tho' mountains rise with noblest woods embrown'd;
Tho' ten-voiced Echos send the cannon's sound
    In thunders bursting the vast rocks around,
    Till startled Wonder and Delight exhaust
    In countless repercussion—Isles embost
Upon thy liquid glass; their bloomy veil
    Sorbus and ārbutus;—yet not for thee
    So keenly wakes our local ecstacy,
As o'er the narrow, barren, silent Dale,
    Where deeply sleeps, rude circling Rocks among,
    The Love-devoted Fount enamour'd Petrarch sung.

1. Sonnet 15. The evening shines in May's luxuriant pride
2. Sonnet 93. Yon soft Star, peering o'er the sable cloud
3. Sonnet 65. Marcellus, since the ardors of my strain
4. Sonnet 90. My hour is not yet come!—these burning eyes
5. Sonnet 71. While Summer Roses all their glory yield

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