TO THE DOWAGER LADY CHATTERTON.
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CASTLE MAHON.
Thee, Lady, would I lead through Fairy-land (Whence cold and doubting reasoners are exiled,) A land of dreams, with air-built castles piled; The moonlight Shefros there, in merry band With artful Cluricaune, should ready stand To welcome thee—Imagination’s child! Till on thy ear would burst so sadly wild The Banshee’s shriek, who points with wither’d hand. In the dim twilight should the Phooka come, Whose dusky form fades in the sunny light, That opens clear calm Lakes upon thy sight, Where blessed spirits dwell in endless bloom. I know thee, Lady—thou wilt not deride Such Fairy Scenes.—Then onward with thy Guide.
The Wood Engravings after Designs by Mr. Brooke, R. H. A., Mr. McClise, and the Author.
Irish FAIRY LEGENDS.
“Look there! look there, mammy!”
FAIRY LEGENDS.
THE SHEFRO.
————————“Fairy Elves Whose midnight revels, by a forest side Or fountain some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while over-head the Moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course.”—
Milton.
LEGENDS OF THE SHEFRO.