The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1908-04-11
Over Three Quarters Of Century Ago Rev.
Francis Sylvester Mahoney First
Sang Their Praises.
Shandon's Church Stands on the North Side
Of the City Of Cork, Overlooking
the River Lee.

Tho famous bells of Shandou, inn
mortalizod in father Prouts verse and
more recently by William Blacks now
cl, have arrived in England from Cork
on their way to "a bell foundry. where
they will be rcmoldcd.
With deep affection and recollectlon
often think of these Shandon bells.
Whose sound so wild, would, in days
OF childhood,
Fling round my cradle their magic
spells.
On this | ponder, wllere'er wander.
And thus grow fonder, sweet Cork.
of thee.
With thy bells of Shandon, that sound
So grand on
The pleasant waters OF the river Lee.
I've heard bells tolling, old Adrian's
mole in,
Their thunders rolling from the
Vatican.
And ~cymballs glorious. swinging up
IOAIIOuS
From the gorgeous turrcts OF Notre
Dame.
But thv sounds were sweeter than the
dome of Peter
I'liugs DER the Tibcr. pealng SOL
rmnly.
o. tho bells OF Shandon sound far
more grand on
The pleasant waters OF tho river Lee.
In such picturesque and glowing
language did Father Trout.' Rev.
Francis Sylvester Muhoncy. three
quarters of u century ago. sing the
praises of the old bells OF Sllandon,
whose chimes stu swcctcn the air in
"Cork's own town" and among those
who regard themselves still as Gods
own people In d single poem Father
rrout not alone immortalized him
self. but made. the Church and Bells
OF Shannon, and through them Cork
itself, immortal. He sleeps in tho lit
tic graveyard beside The old ChurGl,
of ST. Annc's. Shnndon, a plain gran
itc slab marking his grave, while
every time the old chimes ring out
above his resting place there is waited
from lip to lip among the people OF
"Cork's own town the aspiration.
May God have mercy OH his soul
No traveller in Cork will fail to visit
st. Anncs Church, shandon. Shan
don Church was built in the year Of
seventeen and seventytwo. Tho
sleeple is unique, iuasmuoh as the
southern and western sides are Of
white limestone, and tho northern and
eastern sidex arc Of rcd sandstone,
thence giving rise to the poetic de-
scription:
parti-colorcd. like Corks people,
Red and white stands Sllandon stecplc.
Shandon Church and steepe, from
an architectural point OF view. arc not
I'M POSING, ailEOuSn Luelr NlStDIlc III
tcrosL is urquestioncd. The Church
stands OF the north side of the city.
overlooking the River Lee. whose
pheasant waters inspired the effort
Of Father Prout. the pen name under
+, which he wrote. He was born in
Cork in eighteen hundred and four,
and was for time pastor OF tho par
ish Of Watergrasshill. q country dis
| trict a short distance from Cork city.
He later went to live in London. where
most Of his literary work was done.
and later to Paris. where he died in
f, eighteen hundred and sixty-five. His
remains were taken back to Cork for
J burial.
Only ii few hundred yards distant
from Shsndon Church and the burial
place Of Father Prout," lies buried
another literary genius. whose career
was cut short at the early age of
thirty-six, but who had in his short
life left his impress on the literature