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Caledonia! Caledonia! What recollections, what impressions in the name of the first poetical country, whose brilliant inspirations, the direction of my studies permitted me to learn! Here, all is natural, grand, sublime, all bears the character of solemn, unalterable antiquity. The manners of this people, their dress, their language even, are like themselves pure from mixture; and (a remark without exception) wherever the original, or at least the immemorial language has been preserved, there is still a nation, because a nation is a language.


In all my travels I never met with any one Scotchman but what was a man of sense.

F. LOCKEN, D.D. (1667-1740)


THE londe Scotia hathe the name of Scottes that [there] dwelle. The men are lyght of harte, fiers and couragious on theyr enmyes. They love nyghe as well death as thraldome, and they account it for slouth to dye in bed, and a great worshyppe and vertue to deye in a felde fyghtynge agaynst enmyes. The men ben of scarsey lyvyng, and many suffre hungre longe tyme and eate selde tofore the sonne goynge downe, and use fleshe, mylke meates, fyshe and fruites more than Brytons: and use to eate the lasse brede: and though the men bene semely ynough of fygure and of shape, and fayre of face generally by kind, yet theyr owne scottyshe clothynge dysfygure them full moche. And scottes be sayd in theyre owne tonge of bodges painted, as it were kytte and slytte. For in olde tyme they were marked with divers fygures and shape on theyr fleshe and skyn, made with yren prickes, as Isidore saith, [in his] "de Vocabulis Gentium". - Bartholomew's De Proprietatibus Rerum, c. 1250

Thereunto we finde them to be couragious and hardy, offering themselves often unto the uttermost perils with great assurance, so that a man may pronunce nothing to be over harde or past their power to performe. - Holinshed's Description of Scotland.


Quhen that I had ouersene this Regioun,
The quilk, of nature, is both gude and fair
I did propone ane lytill questioun,
Beseikand hir the same for to declare.
Quhat is the cause our boundis bene so bair?
Quod I: or quhat dois muve our miserie?
Or quhareof dois proceid our povertie?

For, throw the supporte of your hie prudence,
Of Scotland I persave the properteis,
And als considderis, be experience,
Of this countre the gret commodities:
Firste the aboundance of fyschis in our seis,
And fructuall mountanis for our bestiall,
And, for our cornis, mony lusty vaill:

The ryche ryveris, pleasand and profitabyll;
The lustie lochs, with fysche of sindry kyndis;
Hantyng, hawking, for nobyllis conveyabyll;
Forestis full of da, ra, hartis & hyndis;
The fresche fontanis, quhose holesum cristall strandis
Refreschis so tha fair fluriste grene medis,
So lak we no thyng that to Nature nedis.

Of every metal, we have the ryche mynis
Baith gold, sylver, & stonis precious,
Howbeit we want the spyces and the wynis
Or uther strange fructis delycious,
We have als gude, and more neidfull for us.
Meit, drynk, fyre, clathis, thar mycht be gart abound,
Quilkis als is nocht in al the Mapamound.

More fairer peple, nor of gretar ingyne,
Nor of more strenth, gret dedis till indure. Quharefor,
I pray you that he wald define
The principall cause quharefor we ar so pure; [1]
For I marvell gretlie, I yow assure,
Considerand the peple, and the ground,
That ryches suld nocht in this Realme redound.

Sir David Lyndsay

[1] i.e. poor, not pure, which would be going too far.


So that night he brought me to a place called Cockburnspath, where we lodged at an inn, the like of which I dare say, is not in any of his Majesty's dominions. And for to show my thankfulness to Master William Arnot and his wife, the owners thereof, I must explain their bountiful entertainment of guests, which is this:

Suppose ten, fifteen, or twenty men and horses come to lodge at their house, the men shall have flesh, tame and wild fowl, fish with all variety of good cheer, good lodging, and welcome; and the horses shall want neither hay or provender; and at the morning at their departure, the reckoning is just nothing. This is this worthy gentleman's use, his chief delight being only to give strangers entertainment gratis; and I am sure, that in Scotland beyond Edinburgh, I have been at houses like castles for building; the master of the house his beaver being his blue bonnet, one that will wear no other shirts, but of the flax that grows in his own ground, and of his wife's, daughters', or servants' spinning; that hath his stockings, hose, and jerkin of the wool of his own sheeps' backs; that never by his pride of apparel caused mercer, draper, silk-man, embroiderer, or haberdasher to break and turn bankrupt. And yet this plain home-spun fellow keeps and maintains thirty, forty, fifty, servants, or, perhaps, more every day relieving three or fourscore poor people at his gate; and besides all this, can give noble entertainment for four or five days together to five or six earls and lords, besides knights, gentlemen, and their followers if they be three or four hundred men, and horse of them, where they shall not only feed but feast, and not feast but banquet, this is a man that desires to know nothing so much, as his duty to God and his King, whose greatest cares are to practise the works of piety, charity, and hospitality; he never studies the consuming art of fashionless fashions, he never tries his strength to bear four or five hundred acres on his back at once, his legs are always at liberty, not being fettered with golden garters, and manacled with artificial roses, whose weight, sometime, is the last reliques of some decayed Lordship. Many of these worthy housekeepers there are in Scotland, amongst some of them I was entertained, from whence I did truly gather these aforesaid observations. - John Taylor (The Water Poet).


Now as for the Nobility and Gentry of the Kingdome: certainely, as they are generous, manly, and full of courage: so are they courteous, discreet, learned Schollers, well read in best Histories, delicatly linguished, the most part of them being brought up in France or Italy: That for a generall compleat worthinesse, I never found their matches amongst the best people of forrane Nations: being also good housekeepers, affable to strangers, and full of Hospitality.

And in a word the Seas of Scotland and the Iles abound plentifully in all kind of Fishes, the Rivers are ingorged with Salmond, the high-landish mountains overcled with Firre-trees, infinite Deere, and all sorts of other Bestiall, the Valleyes full of Pasture, and Wild Fowle: the low layd Playnes inriched with beds of grayne: Justice all where administered, Lawes obeyed, malefactors punished, Oppressors curbed, the Clergy religious, the people sincere Professors and the Country peaceable to all men. - William Lithgow (1632)


"Our neighbour nation will say of us, poor Scotland! beggarly Scotland! scabbed Scotland! Lousy Scotland! yea, but Covenanted Scotland! that makes amends for all". - Robert Calder, Scots Presbyterian Eloquence Displayed.


One Mr John Hepburn, lecturing on the second psalm, told "That there was a dialogue betwixt the Father and the Son in heaven. The Son said, Father, will you give me my portion now? Your portion, Son, says the Father, indeed shall you; thou hast been a dutiful son to me, thou never angered me in thy days; what portion will you have, Son? Will you give me poor Scotland, saith the Son? Scotland, said the Father, truly thou shall get poor Scotland, and he proved that it was Scotland he sought, from ver. 8. I shall give thee the outmost part of the earth for a possession. Now, Sirs, Scotland is the outmost part of the earth, and therefore it was given to the Son for a patrimony."



A manly surliness, with Temper mix'd
Is on their meanest Countenances fix'd
An awful Frown sits on their threatning Brow,
And yet the Soul's all smooth, and Calm below;
Thinking in Temper, rather grave than Gay,
Fitted to govern, able to obey.
Nor are their spirits very soon enflam'd
And if provoked, not very soon reclaim'd.
Fierce when resolv'd, and fix'd as Bars of Brass,
And Conquest through their Blood can only pass.
In spight of Coward Cold, the Race is brave,
In Action Daring, and in Council Grave;
Their haughty Souls in Danger always grow,
No man durst lead 'em where they durst not go.
Sedate in Thought, and steady in Resolve,
Polite in manners, and as Years Revolve;
Always secure their largest share of Fame,
And by their Courage keep alive their Name.


The Scots are as diligent, as industrious, as apt for Labour and Business, and as capable of it, when they are abroad, as any People in the World; and why should they not be so at Home? and, if they had Encouragement, no doubt they would.


The conclusion of the Abridgement of the Scotch Chronicle is the rare and wonderful things of that Countrey; as in Orkney, their Ews bring forth two Lambs a piece; that in the Northermost of Shetland Islands, about the Summer Solstice, there is no Night; that in the Park of Cumbernaule are White Kine and Oxen; that at Slanes there is a putrifying water in a Cove; that at Aberdeen is a Vitriolin Well, that they say is excellent to dissolve the Stone, and expel Sand from the Reins and Bladder, and good for the Colick, being drunk in July &c. These prodigious wonders in one Countrey are admirable, but these are not half of them. Loughness never freezes; in Lough Lommond are fishes without fins: and 2dly the Waters thereof rage in great waves without wind in calm weather: and thridly and lastly, Therein is a floating Island. In Kyle is a deaf Rock 12 foot every way, yet a Gun discharged on one side of it, shall not be heard to the other. In another place is a Rocking-stone of a reasonable bigness, that if a Man push it with his finger, it will move very lightly, but if he address his whole force, it availeth nothing; with many more marvels of a like nature, which I wou'd rather believe than go thither to disprove. - The Observator's New Trip to Scotland (1708).


Glasgow is, to outward appearance, the prettiest and most uniform town that I ever saw, and I believe there is nothing like it in Britain. It has a spacious carrifour, where stands the cross, and going round it, you have, by turns, the view of four streets, that in regular angles proceed from thence. - Edward Burt (fl. 1730)


The air of the Highlands is pure, and consequently healthy, insomuch that I have known such cures done by it as might be thought next to miracles - I mean in distemper of the lungs, as coughs, consumptions &c.


An English lady ... told me lately, that seeing a Highlander basking at the foot of a hill in his full dress, while his wife and her mother were hard at work in reaping the oats, she asked the old woman how she could be contented to see her daughter labour in that manner, while her husband was only an idle spectator? And to this the woman answered, that her son-in-law was a gentleman, and it would be a disparagement to him to do any such work, and that both she and her daughter too were sufficiently honoured by the alliance.

A young girl in rags, and only the bastard daughter of a man very poor and employed as a labourer, but of a family so old that, with respect to him and many others, it was quite worn out. This girl was taken in by a corporal's wife, to do any dirty work in an officer's kitchen, and, having been guilty of some fault or neglect, was treated a little roughly, whereupon the neighbouring Highland women loudly clamoured against the cook, saying, "What a monster is that to mal-treat a gentleman's bairn!" And the poor wretch's resentment was beyond expression upon that very account.

The love of kindred, so honourable to the Highland character, procures for natural children in that country a kindness and attention which they do not meet with elsewhere. A married lady in the Highlands would consider her children disgraced if their half-brothers and half-sisters were not suitably provided for in the world.-Editorial note (R. Jameson) on above.


The Highlanders walk nimbly and upright, so that you will never see, among the meanest of them, in the remote parts, the clumsy, stooping gait of the French paisans, or my own country-fellows, but, on the contrary, a kind of stateliness in the midst of their poverty. - Edward Burt.

The young women of the mountains of Scotland are, in general, remarkably clean, when compared with our peasants. There is a charm in the arrangement of their hair, and an ease and grace in their manner of holding their head. Their short petticoat, commonly of a deep colour, shows off the whiteness of their legs, which are admirably shaped, though large and vigorous. They have the beauty of strength. - Charles Nodier.


There lives in our neighbourhood, at a house (or castle) called Culloden, a gentleman whose hospitality is almost without bounds. It is the custom of that house, at the first visit or introduction, to take up your freedom by cracking his nut (as he terms it), that is, a cocoa-shell, which holds a pint, filled with champagne, or such other sort of wine as you shall choose. You may guess by the introduction, at the contents of the volume. Few go away sober at any time, and for the greatest part of his guests, in the conclusion, they cannot go at all. - Edward Burt.

Much as we had heard of Scots hospitality, we yet did not conceive that it ever could have been carried to the extreme in which we found it. Our first intent was merely to stay a night with our friend; instead of which, the neighbouring gentlemen leaguing themselves together, agreeably detained us a considerable number of days. No sooner had we visited one than another threw in his claim; and thus, loading us with a profusion of unmerited, though most gratifying kindness, they baffled our firmest resolves, and compelled us to enjoy as much satisfaction as enlightened, well-bred, liberal society could afford; and to finish all, some of the principal gentlemen insisted on accompanying us through the Highlands, and actually did so.

But disinterestedness is not exclusively confined to the better sort; the poor even share it in this country, and according to their humble means, are as anxious to shew their hospitality and friendship as those of the amplest extent of fortune. Many Highlanders would be offended at the offer of a reward; accept of their services, appear satisfied, and they are usuriously repaid for everything they can do for you; nay, what is more surprising, this extends itself to many of the lowest servants; one of whom, from Lord Breadalbane, having been pressed to accept of some acknowledgment for the trouble he had been at to oblige us, flew out of the house with all imaginable trepidation, resolutely delining the offer, and seemingly hurt that he should be upposed capable of accepting a pecuniary gratificaion. - Richard Joseph Sulivan (1778).


The Scottish towns are like none which I ever saw, either in England, Wales, or Ireland: there is such an air of antiquity in them all, and such a peculiar oddness in their manner of building. But we were most surprised at the entertainment we met with in every place, so far different from common report. We had all things good, cheap, in great abundance, and remarkably well dressed. - John Wesley.


On the whole, I must say, I think the time we spent there was six weeks of the densest happiness I have ever met with in any part of my life; and the agreeable and instructive society there in such plenty has left so pleasing an impression on my memory, that, did not strong connections draw me elsewhere I believe Scotland would be the country I should choose to spend the remainder of my days in. - Benjamin Franklin.


Every Sunday a collection is made in the different congregations for the sick and necessitous, as poor's rates are unknown in Scotland; but as the natives can practice the lesson of being content with little, or are possessed of such a spirit of independence, that they will not submit to the disgrace of asking alms without urgent necessity, the small pittance thus gathered weekly, and placed under the distribution of the minister and elders, has hitherto been found sufficient for every purpose of regular charity. Thus in a country where the greatest number are poor, there are ye few beggars. - Thomas Pennant (1769).


I am returned from Scotland charm'd with my expedition: it is of the Highlands I speak: the Lowlands are worth seeing once, but the Mountains are extatic, & ought to be visited in pilgrimage once a year. None but those monstrous creatures of God know how to join so much beauty with so much horror. A fig for your poets, Painters, Gardiners, & Clergymen, that have not been among them: their imagination can be made up of nothing but bowlinggreens, flowering shrubs, horse-ponds, Fleet-ditches, shell-grottoes, & Chinee-rails. - Thomas Gray.


O cruel & audacious men to blast
The fame of ladies more than Vestals chaste;
Should you go search the globe throughout,
You will find none so pious & devout;
So modest, chaste, so handsome, and so fair,
As our dear Caledonian ladies are.
When awful beauty puts on all her charms,
Nought gives our sex such terrible alarms,
As when the hoop & tartan both combine
To make a virgin like a goddess shine.
Let Quakers cut their clothes unto the quick,
And with severities themselves afflict;
But may the hoop adorn Edina's street,
Till the South Pole shall with the Northern meet.

James Thomson


A conversation took place, about saying grace at breakfast (as we do in Scotland) as well as at dinner and supper; in which Dr. Johnson said, "It is enough if we have stated seasons of prayer; no matter when. A man may as well pray when he mounts his horse, or a woman when she milks her cow (which Mr Grant told us is done in the Highlands) as at meals; and custom is to be followed." - Boswell.


Towards the end of the dessert the ladies withdrew, in conformity with the custom of the country. The toasts then commenced, and a great number was drank with spirit and vivacity. The English [sic] provide for everything; and if the diuretic influence of the liquors is felt, there are certain utensils at hand, which are used without ceremony; and as the ladies here are extremely delicate, this may be the reason for their withdrawing before the toasts begin. - Faujas de Saint-Fond (1784)


In general the women display an elegance and agility in their gait, and many of them have charming persons. - Idem.


Even among the oranges, the myrtles, and the jasmines of Italy, I shall often meditate on the wild and romantic beauties of this spot. - Idem.


Nothing prompts the desire to get married like the sight of the numerous happy households which are to be found in this country. I have often said that Scotland is the husbands' Paradise. These gentlemen, however, don't appear to appreciate their good fortune, and take it all as a matter of course. - The Chevalier de Latocnaye.


Then I had to call on a minister fifteen or twenty miles farther on. If in the remote depths of a French province a traveller were to halt at a country clergyman's house he would find, I suppose, a human being, but no more. Here I was received as an honoured guest. My host talked to me on all sorts of topics with the courtesy and address of a man of the world, and in addition gave me some valuable information about my itinerary even to the most distant parts. - Idem.


I took the opportunity of going several times to the subscription balls given every three weeks at Montrose by the local lairds. I never saw a very large company, but it was perfectly chosen and really brilliant. The Scottish dance, or reel is extremely difficult for a foreigner to follow; the time is so fast and so different from the French country-dances, that very few can master it, but the natives dance it very gracefully and nimbly.

Besides, in this excellent country, you drink neat. I several times joined in fairly copious libations, but in particular I can never forget the white Lisbon of a certain doctor who proposed Royalist toasts that I could not possibly refuse to a degree that sent so much loyalty to my head that I was glad there was a wall on my way back to my inn. - Idem.


I have never - not even in Galicia-seen any human habitations so bad as the Highland black-houses.... The Irish cabin, I suppose must be such a heap of peat with or without stones, according to the facility of collecting them, or the humour of the maker. But these men-sties are not inhabited, as in Ireland, by a race of ignorant and ferocious barbarians, who can never be civilized till they are regenerated-till their very nature is changed. Here you have a quiet, thoughtful, contented, religious people, susceptible of improvement, and willing to be improved. To transplant these people from their native mountain glens to the sea coast, and require them to become some cultivators, others fishermen, occupations to which they have never been accustomed-to expect a sudden and total change of habits in the existing generation, instead of gradually producing it in their children; to expel them by process of law from their black-houses, and if they demur in obeying the ejectment, to oust them by setting fire to their combustible tenements-this surely is as little defensible on the score of policy as of morals. - Southey.


The ladies of Edinburgh possess a more graceful deportment than those of London; they are at once slenderer and more fragile. Up to the present time I have found among them fewer laughing Hebes than haughty Junos and stately-walking Dianas. . . . To grace of figure the young ladies of Edinburgh add, for the most part, the charm of some agreeable talents. There are few of them who are not musicians, and who are deficient in extraordinary skill in the labours of the needle; there are few of them also unacquainted with French. - Amedee Pichot (1822).


The Highlanders are a grave and intelligent people, of a turn of mind peculiarly inquisitive, and susceptible of improvement from education. This spirit of curiosity, for which the Highlander is remarkable, and the consequent information which he is generally found to possess with regard to distant places and events, may be partly at least attributed to that expansion of mind which he naturally acquires from a rambling and excursive mode of life, and the daily opportunities he enjoys of contemplating nature on the most extensive scale. To the same circumstances it would seem we are to attribute that slight dash of melancholy with which the Highland character is uniformly tinged. The melancholy of the Highlander being far more morose, and having no tendency to misanthropy, seems rather to be a habit of mind produced by the combined effects of sensibility, solitude, and the habitual contemplation of sublime scenery. Little employed in cultivating the ground, his mind is not fettered by minute attention to a single spot; the range of his excursions is wide, but it is lonely. In tending his flocks he scales the lofty mountains, and traverses the extensive moor or dusky forest, and has occasion from time to time to contemplate the grandest objects in nature-the war of the elements-the impetuous torrent sweeping everything before it-the thunder of heaven, reverberating, in repeated peals, among the mountains-the violence of the winds, rendered furious, by being pent up in a deep and narrow valley -and snow coiled up in heaps, that interrupts for weeks the intercourse of a whole district. All these circumstances, alike unfavourable to frivolousness of thought, are well calculated to fix down the mind to habits of sober thinking, and to impress it with serious meditation on the vicissitudes of human affairs. Notwithstanding this general character of what may be called pensive susceptibility, which belongs to the Highlander, he is in the highest degree alive to joyous feelings. The Highlanders are fond of music and of dancing, with diversions of all kinds. In ancient times, hen the hospitality of the chieftain furnished subsistence to his numerous dependants, it is remembered, in the traditions of the generation last passed, that the recitation of ancient Celtic poetry formed their favourite amusement; thus innocently did they Nine the garland of poesy around dark Winter's brow. - Beriah Botfield (1829).


Virtues peculiarly Scotch-of self-denial, submission to severe hardship without repining, education and refinement much beyond their condition, with considerable ambition and aspiring thoughts. - Mrs Grace Fletcher.

My impressions of the hospitality, kindness, and superior information of the Scotch, in comparison with those of the same rank in England, were confirmed by my second visit to Scotland. - Eadem.


Il y a beaucoup d'amour dans la classe des paysans en Ecosse. - Stendhal.

One cannot but be conscious of an underlying melancholy in Scotswomen. This melancholy is peculiarly attractive in the ball-room, where it gives a singular piquancy to the enthusiasm and earnestness that they put into their national dances. - Idem.


The Highlander is never a smart soldier, but he is always a good soldier, and soon made one, if not too harshly treated. - Felix MacDonogh.


When in one of the Hebrides myself, the whole fortnight was one scene of hunting, shooting, banqueting, dancing, fiddling, and piping; fresh fish was caught daily by the chief's fishermen; game in abundance supplied the table, at which the laird presided with all the dignity of an absolute, petty prince, and what added to the romantic appearance of the mansion and the scenery, was a tower covered with ivy, the ruins of a distant church, a peep at the sea, and the piper's walking in a stately manner up and down before the window.

When my friend came south, I saw him daily in Edinburgh; he walked about town with all the majesty of a scenic king, although he came up to Edinburgh to raise money; for he had so many clansmen and kinsmen, friends (connections), foster brothers and dependants, that he was much straitened in his affairs, although this did not appear at home, where he bred and grew everything for his family's consumption, and had nothing to pay for but his liquors and clothing. His person was erect, his complexion fresh, but sunburnt, his eye as keen as a hawk's, his voice loud and authoritative, his manner distant from pride, but warm and kind when in private and entertaining his friends. He complained bitterly of the narrowheartedness of monied men. - Idem.

The chief of a Scotch clan, with his poniard and pistols, like a buccaneer, his cacique cap, his cloak resembling Grecian drapery, his party-coloured hose, which, like all the stuffs of the country, recall to mind the tatooing of the ancient inhabitants, which they have thrown into oblivion, his club of laburnum bent back as the sign of his command, his savage deminudity, and, with all that, his noble and gentle mien, is a living tradition, perhaps the only one in Europe, of our ages of strength and liberty. Though proud, and very proud of the dazzling beauty of their dress, they do not walk-they fly without looking at anything, without stopping at anything; and traverse towns like lions that have lost their way. In fact they must feel there some painful sentiments. Their inhabitants were once free like themselves, but have precipitated themselves under the yoke of associations and laws, in order to gratify their idleness and their cupidity. I can easily understand that the Highlanders must despise the breeches of the civilized man. Chains come after them. - Charles Nodier.


I muse how any man can say that the Scotch, as a people, are deficient in humour! Why, Sawney has a humour of his own so strong and irrepressible that it broke out all the stronger in spite of worldly thrift, kirk-session, cutty-stool and lectures. - Hartley Coleridge.


All the Highlanders are so amusing, and really pleasant and instructive to talk to-women as well as men-and the latter so gentlemanlike.

We were always in the habit of conversing with the Highlanders-with whom one comes so much in contact in the Highlands. The Prince highly appreciated the good-breeding, simplicity, and intelligence which make it so pleasant, and even instructive to talk to them. - Oueen Victoria.


If the gratitude which I owe as a man and as a patriot to the people of Great Britain in general allowed me to make any distinction between different places according to the duration of the kindness I received, I should have to say that in Scotland I felt as if in a second home, and that I was received as a son, and never repudiated. . . . The chief national characteristics of the Scotch are constancy and unwearied perseverance. These qualities have made that dreary and barren land a home of prosperity, a flourishing paradise. Those who see with envy that Scotchmen go anywhere, take to anything, are always and everywhere happy, are in the habit of saying that you may bury a Scotchman in the bowels of Vesuvius and he will find a way out. It is meant for irony, but is the greatest compliment that can be paid to a nation.... This steady perseverance which has wrought such wonders of material progress (setting an example to those who consider and take counsel for years while slowly carrying out some trivial undertaking!), does not belie itself in respect of political sympathy and faithfulness to principles. When once a Scotchman has become somebody's friend, he steadily remains his friend. When once he has taken up any matter, he does not drop it again through good or evil report. His interest is not like a fire of straw, but like that of the gathering coal which he burns on his hearth. -Louis Kossuth.


But it is in June, I think, that the mountain charm is most intoxicating. The airs are lightsome. The hill-mists are seldom heavy, and only on south-wind mornings do the lovely grey-white vapours linger among the climbing corries and overhanging scarps. Many of the slopes are blue as a winter sky, palely blue, aerially delicate, from the incalculable myriad host of the bluebells. The green of the bracken is more wonderful than at any other time. When the wind plays upon it the rise and fall is as the breathing of the green seas among the caverns of Mingulay or among the savage rock-pools of the Seven Hunters or where the Summer Isles lie in the churn of the Atlantic tides. Everything is alive in joy. The young broods exult. The air is vibrant with the eddies of many wings, great and small. The shadow-grass sways with the passage of the shrewmouse or the wing's-breath of the darting swallow. The stillest pool quivers, for among the shadows of breathless reeds the phantom javelin of the dragon-fly whirls for a second from silence to silence. - William Sharp.

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