What says the poet?
“Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
As I gaze upon the sea!
All the old romantic visions,
All my dreams come back to me,—
“Till my soul is filled with longing
For the secret of the sea,
And the heart of the great ocean
Sends a thrilling pulse through me.”
Book Two—Chapter Six.
The Far North Land.
“O! the auld hoose, the auld hoose,
Deserted though you be,
There ne’er can be a new hoose
Seem half sae dear to me.”
Lady Nairne.
“Beside a weird-like Arctic bay,
Where wild and angry billows play,
And seldom meet the night and day.”
Symington.
Scene One: A cottage not far from St. Abb’s Head, a garden before the door, and a porch, around which summer roses and honeysuckle are entwined. The occupants are three. They are out of doors now, seated on the lawn which stretches down to the shingly beach on which the waves are lisping and rippling.