Dunsany Castle
The twin dunes rise before it, and beneath
Their tree-dark summits the Skene river flows,
An old divine earth exaltation glows
About it, though no longer battles breathe.
For Time puts all men's swords in his red sheath,
And softlier now the air from Tara blows;
Thus in the royalest ground that Ireland knows
Stands your sheer house in immemorial Meath.
It stands for actions done and days endured;
Old causes God, in guiding Time, espoused,
Who never brooks the undeserving long.
I found there pleasant chambers filled with song,
(And never were the Muses better housed)
Repose and dignity and Fame assured.
Their tree-dark summits the Skene river flows,
An old divine earth exaltation glows
About it, though no longer battles breathe.
For Time puts all men's swords in his red sheath,
And softlier now the air from Tara blows;
Thus in the royalest ground that Ireland knows
Stands your sheer house in immemorial Meath.
It stands for actions done and days endured;
Old causes God, in guiding Time, espoused,
Who never brooks the undeserving long.
I found there pleasant chambers filled with song,
(And never were the Muses better housed)
Repose and dignity and Fame assured.
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