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The road, after leaving Ardrossan, lies along the shore The blast came

dark frorandeur

on the lofty peaks of Arran The view on the right hand is lie of abrupt mean hills, and on the left it lasses up, our drive for several

miles was objectless and dreary When we had ascended a hill, leaving

Kilbride on the left, we passed under the walls of an ancient tower

What delightful ideas are associated with the sight of such venerable

re that lofty relic of our warlike ancestors, we descended again

towards the shore On the one side lay the Cumbra Islands, and Bute,

dear to departed royalty Afar beyond thenificence of

nature, rise the yllshire; the cairns, as my brother

says, of a former world On the other side of the road,the

cloistered ruins of the religious house of Southenan, a nunnery in those

days of romantic adventure, when to live was to enjoy a poetical element

In such a sweet sequestered retreat, howto the soul

it would have been, for you and I, like two captive birds in one cage, to

have sung away our hours in innocence, than for me to be thus torn froacy, perchance the

spoils of soe horses, and saw the barrows of those who

fell in the great battle We then continued our journey along the foot

of stupendous precipices; and high, sublime, and darkened with the shadow