Loch Coruisk
The bleak and barren mountains keep
A never-ending gloom around
The lonely loch; the winds resound,
The rains beat down, the tempests sweep,
The days are calm and dark and still,
No other changes Coruisk fill.
Scarce living sound is heard, save high
The eagle's scream or wild swan's cry.
A never-ending gloom around
The lonely loch; the winds resound,
The rains beat down, the tempests sweep,
The days are calm and dark and still,
No other changes Coruisk fill.
Scarce living sound is heard, save high
The eagle's scream or wild swan's cry.
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