...was the dear land of his sires, and well might he have exclaimed, in the language of our bard, — " Land of brown heath, and shaggy wood ! Land of the mountain, and the flood ! Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand...

...such enthusiasm — spouting after them O Caledonia ! stern and wild ! Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood ! Land of the mountain and the flood ! Land of my sires ! "No," exclaimed Caroline, "but now I exclaim," O Italy ! serene and mild ! Meet...

...sprung, Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung. O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood. Land of the mountain and the flood, ^ Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band Scott. Still, as I view each well...

...such enthusiasm — spouting after them 0 Caledonia ! stern and wild! Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood ! Land of the mountain and the nood ! Land of my sires ! " No," exclaimed Caroline, " but now I exclaim," O Italy ! serene and mild...

...generally and decidedly mountainous country : it is, as one of its greatest poets has described it, a Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood. The smooth beautiful face of the Saxon is not more dissimilar to the harsh and strongly marked visage...

...sprung. Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. II. 0 (Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires! wh.it mortal hand Can e'er untie tbe filial band. That knits me lo thy rugged strand...

...and decidedly mountainous country : it is, as one of its greatest poets has described it, a I , rind of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood. The smooth beautiful face of the Saxon is not more dissimilar to the harsh and strongly marked visage...

...child — and the following passage from a journal kept by him in 1818, shews how freshly, af« ter an interval of seventeen years, all the circumstances...flood. " " I have been thinking lately a good deal of Mary Duff. How very odd that I should have been so utterly, devotedly fond of that girl, at an age...

...who could so feel for fair female infantile flesh and blood may i— might — must — have feltmany mysterious emotions from the " Land of brown heath...flood." "I have been thinking lately a good deal of Mary Duff. How very odd that I should have been so utterly, devotedly fond of that girl, at an age...

...she would not thrill with enthusiasm, when " auld lang syne," recalled the recollection of that— " Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood ;" or that, she could ever cease to exclaim — " Land of my sires wbat mortal hand, Can e'er untie...