The Knight Templar’s dream’ and ‘Killarney’s lakes and fells
As Morpheus my senses in slumber did drown,
I dreamt I was climbing Horeb, a holy mound,
Where Moses was chosen Grand Master in love,
By the Great Architect, for the great lodge above.
With trembling, fear, and wonder, I stood all in amaze,
To see a bush a burning all by a mighty blaze.
My bones they did shudder, quite feeble was my frame.
When a dreadful fiery serpent right forward to me came.