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Página 4 - What is not heath is nakedness, a little diversified by now and then a stream rushing down the steep. An eye, accustomed to flowery pastures and waving harvests, is astonished and repelled by this wide extent of hopeless sterility. The appearance is that of matter incapable of form or usefulness, dismissed by nature from her care, and disinherited of her favours, left in its original elemental state, or quickened only with one sullen power of useless vegetation.
Página 268 - The traveller wanders through a naked desert, gratified sometimes, but rarely, with the sight of cows, and now and then finds a heap of loose stones and turf in a cavity between rocks, where a being born with all those powers which education expands, and all those sensations which culture refines, is condemned to shelter itself from the wind and rain.
Página 275 - The individuality of the Coolin is not seen in their summits, which are often almost ugly, but in the colour of the rocks, the atmospheric effects, the relative largeness and harmony of the details compared with the actual size of the mountains, and most of all in the mountain mystery that wraps them round : not the mystery of clearness such as is seen in the Alps and Himalaya, where range after range recedes into the infinite distance, till the white snow peaks cannot be distinguished from the clouds,...
Página 86 - Beuchaille Etive's furrowed visage, To Schihallion looked sublime, O'er a wide and wasted desert, Old and unreclaimed as time. Yea ! a desert wide and wasted, Washed by rain-floods to the bones ; League on league of heather blasted, Storm-gashed moss, grey boulder-stones ; And along these dreary levels, As by some stern destiny placed, Yon sad lochs of black moss water Grimly gleaming on the waste...
Página 14 - ... whose summits are often shrouded with mists and almost perennial snows, and their overhanging precipices furrowed by foaming cataracts. Lakes and long arms of the sea, either fringed with woods or surrounded with...
Página 191 - ... discovery, in the following year, of their last bivouac by the search party of which he was himself a member. From the description of this remarkable incident we cannot refrain from quoting the following passage : — ' The scene we looked on as we lingered on the rocks beside it [the stone-man] was strangely beautiful and impressive. The silence of the upper snows was broken only by the constant ring of the axes and the voices of our comrades, which rose clearly through the thin air as they...
Página 140 - The Royal Scottish Geographical Society's Atlas of Scotland, a series of sixty-two plates of Maps and Plans illustrating the Topography, Physiography, Otology, datura History, and Climate of the Country. Designed and prepared under the direction of JG Bartholomew, FRSE, FRGS, Hon.
Página 191 - ... icy coverlet. Their figures were thrown out on the edge of the crags against the surface of the Tiutiun snowfields, as are those of sailors on a masthead against the sea, when seen from some high cliff. The day was cloudless, the air crystalline, space was for a moment annihilated or shown in a scale by which we each seemed to stand, not...
Página 191 - Every detail was distinct as on a mapmau's model, yet the whole was vast and vague, wonderful and strange, creating an impression of immeasurable shining space, of the Earth as it might first appear to a visitant from some other planet. The splendour of nature on this day of days seemed not out of harmony with the sadness of our errand. It affected the mind as a solemn and sympathetic music. While I gazed, four white butterflies circled round the little monument, and again fluttered off. An ancient...