R Ben Nevis. BEN NEVIS. EAD me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud Vaporous doth hide them, --- just so much I wist I look o'erhead, And there is sullen mist, even so much Mankind can tell of heaven; mist is spread Before the earth, beneath me, even such, Even so vague is man's sight of himself! Here are the craggy stones beneath my feet, Thus much I know that, a poor witless elf, I tread on them, that all my eye doth meet Is mist and crag, not only on this height, But in the world of thought and mental might! John Keats. Benvenue. COIR-NAN-URISKIN. T was a wild and strange retreat, IT As e'er was trod by outlaw's feet. Yawned like a gash on warrior's breast ; No murmur waked the solemn still, But when the wind chafed with the lake, Sir Walter Scott. Berwick. BERWICK. S it befell, and hapinit into deid, AS Upon ane rever the quhilk is callit Tweid; And syne the castell is so strang and wicht, The portculis most subtellie to fall, Quhen that thame list to draw thame upon hicht, Most fair, most gudelie, most pleasand to be sene. The sea wallis upon the uther hand; The grit Croce kirk, and eik the Mason dew; The Carmeletis, and the monks eik Go Bring her frae the Border; Yon sweet bonny lassie, But we'll let them ken A sword wi' them we 'll measure. Go to Berwick, Johnnie, And regain your honor; Drive them o'er the Tweed, And show our Scottish banner. And ye are Jock, my brither; We'll a' there thegither. John Hamilton. Binnorie. THE SEVEN SISTERS; OR, THE SOLITUDE OF BINNORIE. EVEN daughters had Lord Archibald, SEVE All children of one mother: You could not say in one short day Sing mournfully, O, mournfully, Fresh blows the wind, a western wind, And from the shores of Erin, Across the wave, a rover brave To Binnorie is steering: Right onward to the Scottish strand The gallant ship is borne; The warriors leap upon the land, And hark! the leader of the band |