Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LOUGH BRAY, by ROSE KAVANAGH


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First Line: A little lonely moorland lake
Last Line: A true, sweet, solemn memory.
Subject(s): Bray, Ireland


A little lonely moorland lake,
Its waters brown and cool and deep--
The cliff, the hills behind it, make
A picture for my heart to keep

For rock and heather, wave and strand,
Wore tints I never saw them wear;
The June sunshine was o'er the land;
Before, 'twas never half so fair!

The amber ripples sang all day,
Upon the beach, in thin pale spray,
That streaked the sober strand with light.

The amber ripples sang their song,
When suddenly from far o'erhead
A lark's pure voice mixed with the throng
Of lovely things about us spread.

Some flowers were there, so near the brink
Their shadows in the wave were thrown;
While mosses, green and grey and pink,
Grew thickly round each smooth dark stone.

And over all, the summer sky
Shut out the town we left behind;
'Twas joy to stand in silence by,
One bright chain linking mind to mind.

Oh, little, lonely, mountain spot!
Your place within my heart will be,
Apart from all Life's busy lot,
A true, sweet, solemn memory.





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