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Title: Romantic Ireland
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Mansfield, M. F. (Milburg Francisco), 1871- McManus, Blanche, 1869-1935, joint author
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Publisher: Boston, L. C. Page & company
Contributing Library: Boston College Libraries
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or almost always. In the winter time,the temperature is seldom severe, and, in thesummer, it is one of the finest yachting centresin the United Kingdom. The Beach of Queenstown is truly Irish,since it is not a beach at all, but a fenced streetfull of shops, occupying the place where a nar-row strand once ran. Time was when Galway was a rival toQueenstown for the honour of being the linkwhich was, by the emigrant chain, to bind theOld World to the New; but now the honouris Queenstowns alone. If tears, — the bitterest ever shed on earth,the hopeless tears of lonely aged parents part-ing from their cherished offspring; of manslove leaving womans love thousands of milesbehind across the seas; of friend clasping thehand of friend perhaps for the last time; ofbrothers and sisters parting from brothers andsisters, and all from the land that the Irishmanloves as he loves his own life, — if such tearsas these could quench the myriad of fairy lightsthat sparkle on the great harbour at dusk,
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Queenstown, Cork, and Blarney 5 Queenstown would doubtless be the darkestcitjr in all the world. Queenstown is drenched in tears; the airstill quivers inaudibly with the waitings thathave filled it through day after day of half acentury or more of bitter partings. Thousandshave left Ireland every year from these quays, the torn artery through which the countrysbest blood drains away year by year. Tosee an emigrant-ship cast loose from the quayand steam out of the harbour is a sight, oncewitnessed, that will never be forgotten; thatwill haunt ones very dreams in years to come. Until 1849 Cove was the name of the city,but during a visit of Queen Victoria here atthat time, her first visit to Irish soil, the namewas changed, in her honour, to that which itnow bears. Cork Harbour, to most travellers, is littlemore than a memory; but, in reality, it isone of those beautiful landlocked waterwayswhich, for sheer beauty and grandeur, is, incompany with Bantry Bay and Dingle Bay,which are less

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