A View from a Boat taken between the Bays of Rossengole and Rossmore

Artist(s) : Arthur Young (Draughtsman)

View of part of north-west Lower Lough Erne, as seen from a boat on the lake, in Rossmore Bay, near Rossergole Point. On the nearest stretch of water are two sailing boats with superstructures and pennants, each occupied by several people. They appear to have banners at either end. Close to a jetty on the left is a rowing boat with several figures. A man fishing with a rod can be seen on the left shore of the lake. Further off, another angler is seated just in front of what appears to be a multi-sided Gothic-style boat-house or belvedere, with ogival windows and a pennant flying from its pointed roof. A promontory with cliffs almost separates this section of the lake from the rest. In the distance beyond the promontory, more sailing boats are visible. On the farthest shore, the faint outline of a castle can be seen. Low mountains and hills form the backdrop. Most of the foreshore is wooded.

Inscribed in Image

  • Caption outside of boundaries of image – A View from a Boat taken between the Bays of Rossengole & Rossmore
  • Instructions to binder – "165" MS annotation on the verso of the plate

Image Details

Genre Landscape
Technique Pencil works
Subject(s) Nature, Transportation
Geographical Location
  • Rossmore Bay - Named locality
  • Lower Lough Erne - Lake
  • Fermanagh - County
  • Ulster - Province
Keywords(s) Bays (Bodies of water), Beaches, Boats, Buildings, Cliffs, Fishing, Flags, Lakes & ponds, Mountains, Passengers, People, Ships, Sports & recreation, Steeples, Trees, Windows
Colour Monochrome
Dimensions 43.5 cm x 34.5 cm
Published / created 1780

Bibliographical Details

Travel Account A Tour in Ireland [Young; copy with unique drawings]
Contributor(s)
Print or manuscript Print
Location of image in copy opp. p. 165
Source copy National Library of Ireland LO 10203
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Rights Courtesy of the National Library of Ireland

Related text from travel account

Nothing can be more beautiful than the approach to Castle Caldwell; the promontories of thick wood, which shoot into Loch Earne, under the shade of a great ridge of mountains, have the finest effect imaginable: as soon as you are through the gates, turn to the left, about 200 yards to the edge of the hill, where the whole domain lies beneath the point of view. It is a promontory, three miles long, projecting into the lake, a beautiful assemblage of wood and lawn, one end a thick shade, the other grass, scattered with trees, and finishing with wood. A bay of the lake breaks into the eastern end, where it is perfectly wooded: there are six or seven islands among them, (that of Bow three miles long, and one and a half broad) yet they leave a noble sweep of water, bounded by the great range of the Turaw mountains. To the right, the lake takes the appearance of a fine river, with two large islands in it, the whole unites to form one of the most glorious scenes I ever beheld. Rode to the little hill above Michael Macguire's cabin; here the two great promontories of wood join in one, but open in the middle, and give a view of the lake, quite surrounded with wood, as if a distinct water; beyond are the islands, scattered over its face, nor can any thing be more picturesque than the bright silver surface of the water breaking through the dark shades of wood. Around the point on which we stood, the ground is rough and rocky, wild, and various, forming no bad contrast to the brilliant scenery in view. Crossing some of this undressed ground, we came to a point of a hill, above Paddy Macguire's cabbin; here the lake presents great sheets of water, breaking beyond the woody promontories and islands, in the most beautiful manner. At the bottom of the declivity, at your feet, is a creek, and beyond it the lands of the domain, scattered with noble woods, that rise immediately from the water's edge; the house, almost obscured among the trees, seems a fit retreat from every care and anxiety of the world: a little beyond it the lawn, which is in front, shews its lively green among the deeper shades, and over the neck of land, which joins it to the promontory of wood, called Ross a Goul, the lake seems to form a beautiful wood-lock'd bason, stretching its silver surface behind the stems of the single trees; beyond the whole, the mountainy rocks of Turaw, give a magnificent finishing. Near you, on every side, is wild tossed-about ground, which adds very much to the variety of the scene. From hence we passed to the hill in the mountain park, from whence the scenery is different; here you see a short promontory of wood, which projects into a bay, formed by two others, considerably more extensive, that is Ross a goul and Rossmoor east. The lake sketching away in vast reaches, and between numerous islands, almost as far as the eye can command. In the great creek, to the right, which flows up under the mountain of Turaw, are two beautiful islands, which, with the promontories, scattered with trees, give it the most agreeable variety. [p. 164]
A View from a Boat taken between the Bays of Rossengole and Rossmore