232 ON THE GRAMPIAN HILLS. 



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Along Glentaitneach* idly let me stray, 

 In sunshine bright on glorious autumn day, 

 Adown "The Pleasant Glen;" a toilsome walk I ween, 

 Where midst the mountains nestles Loch Na-Nean. 

 Kough is the road and steep the mountainside, 

 Down which the babbling waters swiftly glide, 

 On either side grim Grampians cast their shade 

 O'er the bright waters flowing down the glade ; 

 Whilst springing forth from grandest of them all, 

 Downward descends the noisy waterfall. 

 Far, far away, the " Muckle Hull " is seen, 

 Surmounting which, you gaze on Loch Na-Nean. 

 "Pis there the sportsman long ere breaks the day, 

 With stealthy step in silence wends his way ; 

 Onward he toils for many long hours, and then 

 Sees within range the antlered monarch of the glen. 

 With fatal aim, swiftly his bullet flies, 

 And on his native heath the red-deer, falling, dies. 



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There, midst tall mountains, boldest of them all, 

 In fair Glen Beg, admire the grim Cairnwall ; 

 Note well its grandeur, and its summit scan, 

 Where midst gray boulders thrive the ptarmigan. 

 Upwards ascend, scaling its stony height. 

 And gaze with pleasure on the glorious sight 

 Which meets the eyes whichever way they turn 

 Loch, moor, and mountain, heather, rill, and burn. 

 Lovely Ehidorach, when I sing thy praise 

 'Tis in remembrance of those jovial days, 



* Glentaitneach, or The Pleasant Glen. 



