Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 185 of 258
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This is a printed poetry page from a Victorian-era publication. It presents a poem titled "Written at Killarney" and dated July 29, 1800. The verse describes a serene lakeside scene at night, with imagery of moonlight on water, Alpine hills, and dark woods, while addressing someone to rest their oars and listen to music. The speaker expresses hope that sweet sounds will magically preserve the memory of this rapturous moment. The page number 167 appears at the top.
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167) « WRITTEN AT KILLARNEY. ~ July 29, 1800. i How soft the pause ! the notes melodious cease, | af » Which from each feeling could an echo call; Rest on your oars; that not a. sound may fall To interrupt the stillness of our peace : The fanning west-wind breathes upon our cheeks Yet glowing with the sun’s departed beams. | Through the blue heavens the cloudless moon pours i streams — . Of pure resplendent light, in silver streaks LF eat Reflected on the still, unru fled lake. } | The Alpine hills in solemn silence frown, While the dark woods night’s deepest shades embrown. And now once more that soothing strain awake! Oh, ever to my heart, with magic power, Shall those sweet sounds recal this rapturous hour! Conicloooks.comn