[8]. In the legends of Scottish superstition, the magic power of imposing upon the eye-sight was termed Glamour.
“It had much of glamour might:
Could make a ladye seem a knight;
The cobwebs on a dungeon wall,
Seem tapestry in lordly hall;
A nutshell seem a gilded barge,
A sheeling seem a palace large,
And youth seem age, and age seem youth:--
All was delusion, nought was truth.”
Lay of the Last Minstrel.--Canto 3. ix.