Guide to the highlands and islands of Scotland, including Orkney and Zetland, by G. and P. Anderson1842 - 80 Seiten |
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Aberdeen acclivities adjoining ancient Argyle Assynt banks Beauly beautiful birch boat Bonar Bridge Bridge burgh Caithness called canal Castle chapel church clan cliffs coast Cromarty cross cultivated distance district Dunkeld Earl east end of Loch erected extensive feet Ferry Findhorn Firth fish Fort-William Gaelic Glen ground head height Highlands hills inhabitants Inverness island Islay Isles Kyle lake land Loch Broom Loch Carron Loch Etive Loch Laggan Loch Lochy Loch Maree Loch Ness Loch Oich Lochy lofty Lord Macdonald manse Moray Moray Firth mountains narrow opposite Orkney parish pass Perth Port Askaig precipices present public-house rising river road rock rocky Ross route ruins scenery Scotland Shetland shore Skye slopes steep stone Strath Strathglass stream summit Sutherland Tain Tarbert thence three miles Thurso tion tourist tower town traveller trees Ullapool valley village walls wooded
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Seite 335 - We were now treading that illustrious island, which was once the luminary of the Caledonian regions, whence savage clans and roving barbarians derived the benefits of knowledge, and the blessings of religion.
Seite 450 - Through the rude bosom of the hill, And that each naked precipice, Sable ravine, and dark abyss, Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen, but this, can show Some touch of Nature's genial glow ; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencroe, And copse on Cruchan-Ben ; But here,— above, around, below, On mountain or in glen, VOL.
Seite 78 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve By his loved mansionry that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here : no jutty,* frieze, Buttress, nor coign* of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed...
Seite 473 - On whose bleak rocks, which brave the wasting tides, Fair Nature's daughter, Virtue, yet abides. Go ! just, as they, their blameless manners trace ! Then to my ear transmit some gentle song, Of those whose lives are yet sincere and plain, Their bounded walks the rugged cliffs along, And all their prospect but the wintery main. With sparing temperance at the needful time They drain the scented spring ; or, hunger-prest, Along th' Atlantic rock, undreading, climb, And of its eggs despoil the solan's...
Seite 627 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Seite 461 - Placed far amid the melancholy main, (Whether it be lone Fancy him beguiles ; Or that aerial beings sometimes deign To stand embodied, to our senses plain), Sees on the naked hill, or valley low, The whilst in ocean Phoebus dips his wain, A vast assembly moving to and fro : Then all at once in air dissolves the wondrous show.
Seite 321 - That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among the ruins of lona.
Seite 627 - Appear like mice; and yon' tall anchoring bark, Diminish'd to her cock; her cock, a buoy Almost too small for sight: The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high: — I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong.
Seite 593 - Thou know'st it well, — nor fen, nor sedge, Pollute the pure lake's crystal edge ; Abrupt, and sheer, the mountains sink At once upon the level brink ; And just a trace of silver sand Marks where the water meets the land. Far in the mirror, bright and blue, Each hill's huge outline you may view...
Seite 402 - The western waves of ebbing day Rolled o'er the glen their level way; Each purple peak, each flinty spire. Was bathed in floods of living fire.