ON THE COAST OF AEEAN 49 



Dear child ! dear girl ! that walkest with me here, 

 If thou appear'st untouched by solemn thought, 

 Thy nature is not therefore less divine : 

 Thou liest in Abraham's bosom all the year ; 

 And worshipp'st at the Temple's inner shrine, 

 God being with thee when we know it not. 



From this point we climbed rapidly into 

 the corrie. Cioch-na-h'oighe is a hollow moun- 

 tain, the summit of which is a narrow, jagged, 

 and semicircular ridge. At the north-eastern 

 corner this ridge ends in a peak which is one of 

 the wonders of the island. Looked at from 

 below, it changes its shape, according to your 

 position, in a marvellous way. Sometimes it is 

 a horn, curving over beyond its base ; sometimes 

 a pyramid, like a lesser Matterhorn, detached 

 from the rest of the mountain ; and again it 

 takes that form from which it derives its name 

 the maiden's breast. The great hollow or 

 corrie is immediately under the ridge. It is 

 dry, but if it held water it would remind you 

 strongly of the Welsh tarn, Llyn Idwal. Up 

 on the right there is even a cleft in the ridge, 



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