From the Aberdeen Journal of 14 Nov 1838, issue 4740
Scotland [by] A., of Gosport, verse 2:
Go! When the setting sun’s departing beam
Has lit the wave with gold in loch and stream;
When brae and lonely scaur are hush’d and still,
And all is silent on the heath and hill;
When the soft echoes of the pilbroch swell
Their twilight music through the listening dell;
Then watch the Evening shadows stealing o’er
The beelting cliff, where Dee’s hoarse waters pour
Their rapid flood, and whirling torrents leap
In joyous freedom, from the foamy steep ----
And ask your bounding heart, “What other land
Such scenes of pride and beauty can command?
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
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