...shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor ought of vegetative power The weary eye may ken. For all is rucks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags and banks of stone, As if were here denied The suimuer sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side."...

...appearance of vegetation of any kind ; the eye rested on nothing but brown and naked crags,* and * ' Rarely human eye has known A scene so stern as that...here denied The summer's sun, the spring's sweet dew, the rocks on which we walked by the side of the loch were as bare as the pavement of Cheapside. There...

...as that dread lake, With its dark ledge of barren stone. Seems that primeval earthquake's sway Hatli rent a strange and shatter'd way Through the rude...here denied The summer's sun, the spring's sweet dew, the rocks on which we walked by the side of the loch were as bare as the pavement of Cheapside. There...

...sublime in barrenness, Ne'er did my wandering footsteps press Where'er I chanced to roam. *•*••** For all is rocks, at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone." On all sides, mountains, naked and precipitous, encompassed the loch, their peaks lost in the clouds;...

...Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen but this can show, Some touch of Nature's genial glow. But here above, around, below, On mountain or in glen,...crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied, The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew ; That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side."...

...Tells of the outrage still. The wildest glen but this can show, Some touch of Nature's genial glow. But here above, around, below, On mountain or in glen,...crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied, The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew ; That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side."...

...Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught of vegetative power, The weary eye may lien. For all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare...crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side....

...becomes rocky or parched, and dusty, and not a blade of grass, not a shrub or tree, is to be seen, But all is rocks at random thrown, Black waves, bare crags, and banks of stone; As if were here denied The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side....

...glow; On high Benmore green mosses grow, And heath-bells bud in deep Glencoe, And copse on Cruchau-Ben, But here, above, around, below, On mountain or in...crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain side....

...goest forth — dread, fathomless, alone." CHAPTER XXVIII. CAPTAIN MORGAN'S JOURNAL — continued. " Nor tree, nor shrub, nor plant, nor flower, Nor aught...crags, and banks of stone, As if were here denied The summer sun, the spring's sweet dew, That clothe with many a varied hue The bleakest mountain-side."...