Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes. Ireland: Vol. V. 187679. | | | | Shannon, the River | | Sunset on the Lower Shannon | | Sir Aubrey de Vere (17881846) |
| | | STILLED are the winds, scarce heard far oceans roar; | |
| And maiden waves creep coyly to the shore, | |
| Tinged with the purest blush of closing even. | |
| Behold yon hills that catch the glow of heaven! | |
| Those shadows purpling oer the watery scene, | 5 |
| Now streaked with gold, now tinged with tender green, | |
| And yon bright path that burns along the deep, | |
| Ere the sun sinks behind his western steep! | |
| Soft fades the parting glory through the sky, | |
| Commingling with the cool aerial dye. | 10 |
| Light barks, with dusky sails, scarce seen to glide, | |
| Bend their brown shadows oer the burnished tide; | |
| And hark! at intervals the sound of oars | |
| Comes, faint with distance, to the listening shores, | |
| Blent with the plaintive cadence of the song | 15 |
| Of boatmen chanting as they drift along; | |
| But see, the radiant orb now sinks apace, | |
| Gradual and slow he stoops his glorious face; | |
| And now but half his swelling disk appears, | |
| And now how quickly gone! he scarcely rears | 20 |
| One burning point above the mountains head, | |
| And now the last expiring beam has fled. | | | | |
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