...red ; For on the smoke-wreathes, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. 14 Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge castle holds its state, And all the steep...

...red ; For on the smoke wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder cloud ; Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge castle holds its state, And...

...her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed. And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like thai which streaks a thunder-cloud. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge castlo holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep...

...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward...

...not to recall—give a glowing yet accurate picture of the outline of this great thoroughfare:— ' Such dusky grandeur clothed the height Where the huge...its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high— Mine own romantic town!' It has been...

...red ; For on the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The noonday beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. " While eastward far, with purer blaze, On Keeper mountains fell the rays, And as each heathy top they...

...lovely evening towards the end of June, just when the sun was thinking of going down at Edinburgh, " where the huge castle holds its state, and all the steep slope down." Well, indeed, might Sir Walter speak of " mine own romantic town," for a better and more descriptive...

...red; For on the smoke- wreaths, huge and slow, That round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud, Like...its state And all the steep slope down. Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high, Mine own romantic town ! But northward...

...splendour red ; For on the smokewreaths huge and slow, That round the sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, And tinged them with a lustre proud Like that which streaks a thunder cloud." Vary or banish altogether the above rhymes, and the effect is spoilt. Another fine...

...the smoke-wreaths, huge and slow, Hat round her sable turrets flow, The morning beams were shed, АЫ tinged them with a lustre proud, Like that which streaks a thunder-cloud. i Sect dasky grandeur clothed the height, Wuire the huge Castle holds its state, And all the steep...