Poems MacCarthy, Florence Denis

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Chaseth the crowd on sunny wing;
Joy warms his heart, hope lights his eye,
And the dark passions routed fly!
The hands are clasped--the hound is freed,
Gone is MacJohn with wife and steed,
He meets his spearsmen some few miles,
And turns their scowling frowns to smiles:
At morn the crowded march begins
Of steeds and cattle for the glynnes;
Well for poor Erin's wrongs and griefs,
If thus would join her severed chiefs!
77. A beautiful inlet, about six miles west of Donegal.
78. Lough Eask is about two miles from Donegal. Inglis describes it as
being as pretty a lake, on a small scale, as can well be imagined.
79. The sands of Rosapenna are described as being composed of "hills
and dales, and undulating swells, smooth, solitary, and desolate,
reflecting the sun from their polished surface," &c.
80. "Clan Dalaigh" is a name frequently given by Irish writers to the
Clan O'Donnell.
81. The "Fairy Gun" is an orifice in a cliff near Bundoran (four miles
S.W. of Ballyshannon), into which the sea rushes with a noise like that
of artillery, and from which mist, and a chanting sound, issue in stormy
weather.
82. The waterfall at Ballyshannon.
83. The O'Donnells are descended from Conal Golban, son of Niall of the
Nine Hostages.
84. Cushendall is very prettily situated on the eastern coast of the
county Antrim. This, with all the territory known as the "Glynnes" (so
called from the intersection of its surface by many rocky dells), from
Glenarm to Ballycastle, was at this time in the possession of the
MacDonnells, a clan of Scotch descent. The principal castle of the