J. F. Campbell Collection > Original collection of the poems of Ossian, Orrann, Ulin, and other bards, who flourished in the same age

DARTIIULA.
O lov'd Glenmasan ! waste of herbs and flowers !
Fair waye thy forests in the vernal breeze;
Full many a day we pass'd the unconscious hourSj
Stretch'd on thy grassy banks ia careless ease.
Dear Etha's glen, where first my cot was rcar'd !
How much I lov'd on thy tall groves to gaze;
When rising o'er the vale, the sun appear'd,
And the lake glitter'd with his morning rays J
Glenurcha's simple tract, the tract belov'd,
By two straight ranks of beauteous hills confin'd ;
How glad his youthful malt's with Nathos mov'd,
While o'er thy crags they urg'd the flying hind I
Darthula's vale, the vale of harmless glee,
Where social bands around us lov'd to throng;
Where oft from yonder mountain's bending tree
The artless cuckoo pour'd her mellow song I
How lovely Drayno, with its sounding shore,
The sands of Avich lav'd by billows green !
From these sweet haunts my feet would stray no raore.
Rut with my love, I quit the darling scene.
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