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In KerryAuthor(s): Deborah WebbSource: The Irish Monthly, Vol. 28, No. 329 (Nov., 1900), p. 658Published by: Irish Jesuit ProvinceStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20499673 .
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658 The Iri8h Monthly.
greetings from anxioas friends, a hurried handshaking as we separated, and in a few minutes we were lost to each other for ever among the five million inhabitants of the 3Modern Babylon.
CHARLES T. WATERS.
[THE END].
IN KERRY.
A PANORA&MA wonderful and grand Is this our own wild west, this untamed land,
Where stately cliffs o'er stormy breakers rise And among kindred, sympathetic skies
Majestic mountain heights the prospect crown.
How tenderly they smile, how sternly frown, Now veiled by tearful mists, now heavenly clear! Emotional is the face of nature here. A nameless charm the barren landscape owns, Whose crops are chiefly bogs and boulder stones But grazing here and there on strips of green,
Black, tiny cattle animate the scene, And vivid tints adorn the black bog-mould, Heath's lavish purple, ragweed's radiant gold;
While water gleams and glistens everywhere, And fresh from the Atlantic is the air.
The ocean and the mountain breezes meet,
Spiced with bog-myrtle, balmed with meadow sweet And wafting homely incense dear of peat
From some lone cabin's lowly, gaping thatch, Beside a blighted, small potato patch. Pale children, earnest-eyed, half-naked elves,
Slip shyly down, a picture in themselves, And Erin's poverty and beauty lie Exposed to strangers, who with careless eye
And well-filled purse, on pleasure bent, sweep by.
DEBORAH WEBB,
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