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XXV. GLENCRIPISDALE.
Glencripisdale, thy name bestows
A sylvan joy, a wild repose—
With hanging wood and winding glen,
Sequestered from the feet of men,
But which the antlered wanderer knows.
A sylvan joy, a wild repose—
With hanging wood and winding glen,
Sequestered from the feet of men,
But which the antlered wanderer knows.
What balmy air about thee blows,
Round thy blue loch what beauty glows,
No pencil can declare, or pen,
Glencripisdale.
Round thy blue loch what beauty glows,
No pencil can declare, or pen,
Glencripisdale.
O'er sounding falls thy river flows,
Whose muffled thunder comes and goes:
Far skiey peaks allure the ken,
Now shining fair, now veiled again;
While guardian mountains round thee close,
Glencripisdale.
Whose muffled thunder comes and goes:
Far skiey peaks allure the ken,
Now shining fair, now veiled again;
While guardian mountains round thee close,
Glencripisdale.
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