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* The ruddy milk-maid of her brimming pail : “ The beauty whom perhaps his witless heart, “ Unknowing what the joy-mixt anguish means, " Sincerely loves, by that best language shewn “ Of cordial glances, and obliging deeds. « Onward they pass, o'er many a panting height, * And valley sunk and unfrequented; where " At fall of eve the fairy people throng, « In various game, and revelry, to pass “ The summer-night, as village-stories tell.”
“ Low walks the sun, and broadens by degrees, “ Just o'er the verge of day. The shifting clouds “ Assembled gay, a richly-gorgeous train, « In all their pomp attend his setting throne. -“ Air, earth, and ocean smile immense. And now, " As if his weary chariot sought the bow'rs “ Of Amphitrite, and her 'tending nymphs, “ (So Grecian fable sung) he dips his orb: « Now half-immersed ; and now a golden curve “ Gives one bright glance, then total disappears."
The yellow beams of the western sun were now lengthened o'er the prospect, and no longer gleamed on the woody glens that were sunken low beneath its bright obliquity, and seemed to feel the soft pressure of repose.
The wooden clock of mine host had pro. claimed the fourth hour in the afternoon ere I was prepared for my departure to Fort Augustus, which was fourteen miles distant from the hut, and the road I was obliged to pursue, laid through part of that wild,
country, so famed in song by the renowned bards of Ossian, and whose ancient name was Morven.
If the smallest prospect of comfort had been perceptible from a night's residence in General's Hut, I most certainly should not have ventured to expose myself to dangers I must infallibly risk in the journey. I was about to undertake, as the extreme shortness of the days threatened me with the gloom of night at a very early hour in the evening; and as I was
a stranger to every part of the country, which was so little inhabited, and so destitute of the common comforts of life, I felt somewhat uneasy under the idea of being benighted.
However when I considered the wretched. ness of my then present habitation, and the probable supposition that I should meet with a comfortable abode for the night, when I should arrive at Fort Augustus; I became more firm in the resolution I had formed to quit General's Hut that evening, and accordingly the “ mute companion of my toils" was caparisoned, and I mounted in order to dare the dangers, or enjoy the pleasures of
As I quitted this humble habitation of rus. tic ignorance, and native simplicity, I felt my mind considerably depressed. The honest Highlander, its inhabitant, had been instru. mental in affording me a degree of real happiness that few of my days has been blessed with; and as I slowly proceeded on my way, I cast behind many a look of lingering fondness and gratitude, until the rugged projection of a rock, or the intervening branches of a luxuriant wood, precluded my tear-distilling eyes from beholding its humble roof any longer.
As I rode onwards with my eyes bent towards the earth, and while my mind was busily employed in the most pleasing reflection on the various occurrences of the passing day, I was suddenly aroused by " the din of waters thundering o'er the ruined cliffs ;" and when I looked up, perceived myself to be on the brink of the great vortex of Foyers, by which my romantic route led.
Here I beheld the most beautiful phenomenon that I had ever seen. The past day had been