[{"node":{"title":"Ferg051","Collections":"Deirdre","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1880","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, February 4, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Ferg051","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"River, Liban, Gods","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg051","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg051_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffHow one who played the pipes to please his love,\nWas by a jealous water-sprite drawn in :\nAnd when the river buzzes through his reeds,\nThey say 'tis he that still would pipe to her,\nBut that the fairy has his chanter hid,\nAnd left him but the drone. An idle tale. \n\nDEIRDRE.\nNay, nought is idle that records true love.\nFrom Neagh's lake, methinks, that river runs ? \n\nILLAN.\nYea truly \n\nDEIRDRE.\nAnd they tell another tale\nHow that was once dry champaign, do they not ? \n\nILLAN.\nYes ; 'twas young Liban's task to watch the well.\nAnd duly close its covering-lid at eve.\nLest something evil there inhabiting\nShould issue forth : but, on an afternoon,\nWalking with her true lover, with a mind\nThat thought of nothing evil, she forgot\nWell and well-lid ; and so the under-sea\nBurst through and drowned the valley : but the Gods,\nWho favour constant lovers, spared their lives ;\nAnd there, beneath a glassy dome they dwell,\nStill pleased in one another's company.\nThe lake lies yonder : we shall see it soon. \n\nDEIRDRE.\nMark how the simple country people deck\nEach natural scene with graceful tales of love.\nWhile the strong castles and the towns of men \n","Type":"Text"}}]