COLLEEN BAWN CAVES, KILLARNEY.

Tradition says that the heart of the yellow-haired beauty was utterly softened and won, so that she delayed not to make Cael master of the dwelling he so well celebrated; master, perhaps, of all the jewels of Erin that her suitors had given her. Yet their young love was not destined to meet the storms and frosts of the years; for Cael the gallant fell in battle, [pg 166] his melodious lips for ever stilled. Thus have these two become immortal in song.