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"This mighty mountain, rock bestrown,
Full well the dreaded secret knows;
But no one to its centre goes
By any path o'er land alone..."

"POLONIA. No one accompanied can brave
The terrors of this gloomy lake..."

"LUIS. Father, if my name I told,
I'm afraid that swiftly flying,
With a terror uncontrolled..."

"[POLONIA:] This, then, by mournful cypress trees surrounded,
Between the lips of rocks at either side,
Reveals a monstrous neck of length unbounded..."

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An etching of Templecarne Graveyard, where victims of the 1795 disaster were buried.

Yeats' reflection on the affinity for bodies of water within the Irish poetic imagination and psyche