On the waste wind that sweeps around the cairn.'
Nor is the turmoil of the tempest on the sea less vividly depicted. We are shown the
'Waves surging onward in mist,
When their crests are seen in foam
Over smoke and haze widespread.'
In the midst of the gloom we descry a shore-stack against which the ocean
'Dashes the force of billows cold;
White spray is high around its throat,
And cairns resound on the heathery steep.'
With these pictures of tumult on land and sea, there come glimpses of those cherished interludes of bright sunshine, when the western hills and firths are seen at their loveliest. But whether radiant or gloomy the landscape is in unison with the human emotion described—