Hail Castle Connell! where incessantly
The Shannon pours her rapid, foaming stream,
Impatient to find out her native Sea.
0 for a Shenstone's pencil, to describe
The spot where peace and health so much abound.
No gay parade contaminates thy shore,
No bright Rotunda; - but simplicity
Adorns thy glade, and blooms in full perfection!
Happy the man who flies to Castle Connell,
And banishes each low and worldly thought,
Seeks in the shade to tranquilize his mind.
Here many a sage, and many a hero came,
To taste the spring-fountain of life and vigour!

... a short extract from an anonymous poem written at the riverside resort in 1783

Reference: "Castleconnell" by Kevin Hannon
http://www.limerickcity.ie/media/Media,3964,en.pdf