ON THE COAST OF AEEAN 161 



Within the depths of hell 

 Of rock dark -stained .... 

 With hue ferruginous, e'en as the steep 

 That round it circling winds. 



Some of these fragmentary cloudlets sink ex- 

 hausted into the gulf; others, more fiercely 

 driven, cross over and strike us in the face, even 

 as Dante says : 



Below 



Were naked sinners. Hitherward they came, 

 Meeting our faces, from the middle point. 



From this place we pursued our way along 

 the ridges in a south-westerly direction to- 

 wards the base of the Goatfell Peak. Here we 

 get partial protection from the wind. The 

 clouds are ever shifting and the views are of the 

 grandest character. Suddenly we see the col 

 or saddle which connects the range on which we 

 are standing with that of Cior-Mhor, and along 

 which we are intending to travel; then we 

 recognise by its torrent-seams and its rock- 

 markings Cior-Mhor itself ; and Suidhe-Fergus ; 

 and the South Sannox Glen, with its burn, first 



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