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ancient Angus Argyleshire Argyll battle beauty Ben Nevis beneath Benvenue Bothwell-haugh Bruce called Cameron of Lochiel Campbell Captain Dalgetty chief chieftain clan cliffs commanded Crown Dalmally descended Douglas Doune Castle dragoons Edinburgh enemy England escape Evan Dhu Falkirk father feet Fort-William Glasgow Glen Roy Glen Spean Glencoe Glenlyon Græme Hamerton head height Henry Highlanders hills honour horse hundred Inverlochy Isles James the Fourth Kilchurn Kilchurn Castle King James Lady lake lands Linlithgow Loch Awe Loch Katrine Loch Leven Loch Linnhe Lochiel look Lord George Lord Ruthven Lyndsay Macdonald Macdougal Macgregors Margaret Margaret Tudor Miss Strickland mountain Nevis palace parallel roads party pass pibroch Queen Mary Regent retreat rock round Royal ruin says scene scenery Scotland Scottish seems Seyton shore side Sir Duncan Sir Walter Scott slain sluice soldiers Stewart Stirling Strath Spey Stuart sword Teith tower Urisk valley wild winding
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Page 97 - The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Page 14 - Of all the palaces so fair, Built for the royal dwelling In Scotland, far beyond compare Linlithgow is excelling; And in its park, in jovial June, How sweet the merry linnet's tune, How blithe the blackbird's lay! The wild buck bells from ferny brake, The coot dives merry on the lake, The saddest heart might pleasure take To see all nature gay.
Page 62 - 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. But not a setting beam could glow Within the dark ravines below, Where twined the path, in shadow hid, Round many a rocky pyramid, Shooting abruptly from the dell Its thunder-splintered pinnacle...
Page 63 - With boughs that quaked at every breath. Grey birch and aspen wept beneath ; Aloft, the ash and warrior oak Cast anchor in the rifted rock ; And, higher yet, the pine-tree hung His shatter'd trunk, and frequent flung, Where seem'd the cliffs to meet on high, His boughs athwart the narrow'd sky.
Page 69 - The mountain-shadows on her breast Were neither broken nor at rest; In bright uncertainty they lie, Like future joys to Fancy's eye.
Page 62 - Shiner's plain. The rocky summits, split and rent, Formed turret, dome, or battlement, Or seemed fantastically set With cupola or minaret, Wild crests as pagod ever decked, Or mosque of Eastern architect...
Page 105 - Come away, come away, Hark to the summons! Come in your war- array, Gentles and commons. Come from deep glen, and From mountain so rocky; The war-pipe and pennon Are at Inverlochy. Come every hill-plaid, and True heart that wears one, Come every steel blade, and Strong hand that bears one.
Page 62 - Boon nature scatter'd, free and wild, Each plant or flower, the mountain's child. Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorn and hazel mingled there ; The primrose pale and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower...
Page 69 - The torrent show'd its glistening pride; Invisible in flecked sky, The lark sent down her revelry ; The blackbird and the speckled thrush Good-morrow gave from brake and bush ; In answer coo'd the cushat dove Her notes of peace, and rest, and love.
Page 97 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave,— alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valor, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.