| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | Gougane Barra | | By Sir Aubrey de Vere (1788–1846) |
| | | NOT beauty which men gaze on with a smile, | |
| Not grace that wins, no charm of form or love, | |
| Dwelt with that scene. Sternly upon my view | |
| And slowly—as the shrouding clouds awhile | |
| Disclosed the beetling crag and lonely isle— | 5 |
| From their dim lake the ghostly mountains grew, | |
| Lit by one slanting ray. An eagle flew | |
| From out the gloomy gulf of the defile, | |
| Like some bad spirit from Hades. To the shore | |
| Dark waters rolled, slow-heaving, with dull moan; | 10 |
| The foam-flakes hanging from each livid stone | |
| Like froth on deathful lips; pale mosses o’er | |
| The shattered cell crept, as an orphan lone | |
| Clasps his cold mother’s breast when life is gone. | | | | |
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