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tower of this Highland stronghold is said to have been erected
in 1443, bj the lady of Sir Colin Campbell, the Black Knight
of Rhodes, second son of Sir Duncan Campbell of Loch Awe,
ancestor of the Argyll family, but the greater part of the
castle is comparatively of recent erection. Sir Colin acquired
by marriage a considerable portion of the estates of the family
of Lorn, and was the founder of the powerful family of Breadal-
bane. So late as 1745, Kilchurn was garrisoned by the King’s
troops, and all the exterior and greater part of the interior
walls are still entire. The scenery here is of the most romantic
description, and for the pencil of the artist few subjects more
sublime could be found.
The road from Dalmally to Taynuilt, a distance of 1<H
miles, passes the new church of Glenorchy, and makes a long
circuit round the head of the lake, although pedestrians may
shorten the distance, and pleasantly diversify their journey,
by crossing the lake in a boat. Two miles from Dalmally, we
cross the river Strae, which descends from Glenstrae on the
right. The whole of this district was at one time possessed by
the Clan Gregor, but they have long been deprived of all their
possessions in this quarter. In later times it fell into the
bands of the Campbells, and often afforded them shelter in
times of danger. “ It’s a far cry to Lochow,” was the slogan
of the clan, indicating the impossibility of reaching them in
Is come, and thou art silent in thy age;
Save when the winds sweep by, and sounds are caught
Ambiguous, neither wholly thine nor theirs.
Oh! there is life that breathes not: powers there are
That touch each other to the quick in modes
Which the gross world no sense hath to perceive.
No soul to dream of. What art thou, from care
' Cast off—abandon’d by thy rugged Sire,
Nor by soft Peace adopted; though, in place
And in dimension, such that thou mightst seem
But a mere footstool to yon sovereign Lord,
Huge Cruachan (a thing that meaner hills
Might crush, nor know that it had suffer’d harm);
Yet he, not loth, in favour of thy claims
To reverence, suspends his own; submitting
All that the God of Nature hath conferr’d.
All that he holds in common with the stars.
To the memorial majesty of Time
Impersonated in thy calm decay!”