CS Lewis

C S Lewis returned to the Mournes as a young man in 1915 for an Easter holiday and wrote a poem on the hills of down;

…Cold, snow pure wells
Sweet with the spring tide’s scent
Forsaken fells
That I only frequent-
And uplands bare
Would call for me above,
Were I not there
To roam the hills I love
For I alone
Have loved their loneliness:
None else hath known
Nor seen the goodliness
Of the green hills of Down
The soft low hills of Down.