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The Legend of Genevieve

with other tales and poems. By Delta [i.e. David Macbeth Moir]

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LOCHLEVEN CASTLE.

Un arbre, le dernier adieu de la vegetation, est devant sa porte; et c'est â l'ombre de son pale feuillage que les voyageurs ont coutume d'attendre.
Corinne.

A light breeze curls the Leven's silver tide,
Spread like a sheet around yon rocky isle,
Whereon, in ruin'd hoariness, a pile
Uprears its massy walls in castled pride;
The sunbeams, shooting o'er a morning cloud,
Fall on it, and display the shrivell'd trees,
Blasted and tall, their thin leaves in the breeze
Fluttering, like plumes above a funeral shroud:
The blue-wing'd sea-gull, with a wailing shriek,
Sails round it; and, on high, the sable rook
Perches in peace:—no more 'tis doom'd to brook
Man's domination; but with aspect meek,
Crumbles to ruin, year, and month, and week,
Voiceless, and with a melancholy look!