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  ItwasupthecourseofthislaststreamthatWaverley,likeaknightofromance,wasconductedbythefairHighlanddamsel,hissilentguide。Asmallpath,whichhadbeenrenderedeasyinmanyplacesforFlora’saccommodation,ledhimthroughsceneryofaverydifferentdescriptionfromthatwhichhehadjustquitted。Aroundthecastle,allwascold,bare,anddesolate,yettameevenindesolation;butthisnarrowglen,atsoshortadistance,seemedtoopenintothelandofromance。Therocksassumedathousandpeculiarandvariedforms。Inoneplaceacragofhugesizepresenteditsgiganticbulk,asiftoforbidthepassenger’sfartherprogress;anditwasnotuntilheapproacheditsverybase,thatWaverleydiscernedthesuddenandacuteturnbywhichthepathwaywheeleditscoursearoundthisformidableobstacle。Inanotherspot,theprojectingrocksfromtheoppositesidesofthechasmhadapproachedsoneartoeachother,thattwopine-treeslaidacross,andcoveredwithturf,formedarusticbridgeattheheightofatleastonehundredandfiftyfeet。Ithadnoledges,andwasbarelythreefeetinbreadth。

  Whilegazingatthispassofperil,whichcrossed,likeasingleblackline,thesmallportionofblueskynotinterceptedbytheprojectingrocksoneitherside,itwaswithasensationofhorrorthatWaverleybeheldFloraandherattendantappear,likeinhabitantsofanotherregion,propped,asitwere,inmidair,uponthistremblingstructure。Shestoppeduponobservinghimbelow,andwithanairofgracefulease,whichmadehimshudder,wavedherhandkerchieftohimbywayofsignal。Hewasunable,fromthesenseofdizzinesswhichhersituationconveyed,toreturnthesalute:andwasnevermorerelievedthanwhenthefairapparitionpassedonfromtheprecariouseminencewhichsheseemedtooccupywithsomuchindifference,anddisappearedontheotherside。

  Advancingafewyards,andpassingunderthebridgewhichhehadviewedwithsomuchterror,thepathascendedrapidlyfromtheedgeofthebrook,andtheglenwidenedintoasylvanamphitheatre,wavingwithbirch,youngoaks,andhazels,withhereandthereascatteredyew-tree。Therocksnowreceded,butstillshowedtheirgreyandshaggycrestsrisingamongthecopse-wood。Stillhigher,roseeminencesandpeaks,somebare,someclothedwithwood,someroundandpurplewithheath,andotherssplinteredintorocksandcrags。Atashortturning,thepath,whichhadforsomefurlongslostsightofthebrook,suddenlyplacedWaverleyinfrontofaromanticwaterfall。Itwasnotsoremarkableeitherforgreatheightorquantityofwater,asforthebeautifulaccompanimentswhichmadethespotinteresting。Afterabrokencataractofabouttwentyfeet,thestreamwasreceivedinalargenaturalbasinfilledtothebrimwithwater,which,whenthebubblesofthefallsubsided,wassoexquisitelyclear,that,althoughitwasofgreatdepth,theeyecoulddiscerneachpebbleatthebottom。Eddyingroundthisreservoir,thebrookfounditswayoverabrokenpartoftheledge,andformedasecondfall,whichseemedtoseektheveryabyss;then,wheelingoutbeneathfromamongthesmoothdarkrocks,whichithadpolishedforages,itwanderedmurmuringdowntheglen,formingthestreamupwhichWaverleyhadjustascended。ThebordersofthisromanticreservoirNoteO。Waterfall。’’

  correspondedinbeauty;butitwasbeautyofasternandcommandingcast,asifintheactofexpandingintograndeur。

  Mossybanksofturfwerebrokenandinterruptedbyhugefragmentsofrock,anddecoratedwithtreesandshrubs,someofwhichhadbeenplantedunderthedirectionofFlora,butsocautiously,thattheyaddedtothegrace,withoutdiminishingtheromanticwildnessofthescene。

  Here,likeoneofthoselovelyformswhichdecoratethelandscapesofPoussin,WaverleyfoundFloragazingonthewaterfall。TwopacesfurtherbackstoodCathleen,holdingasmallScottishharp,theuseofwhichhadbeentaughttoFlorabyRoryDall,oneofthelastharpersoftheWesternHighlands。

  Thesun,nowstoopinginthewest,gavearichandvariedtingetoalltheobjectswhichsurroundedWaverley,andseemedtoaddmorethanhumanbrilliancytothefullexpressivedarknessofFlora’seye,exaltedtherichnessandpurityofhercomplexion,andenhancedthedignityandgraceofherbeautifulform。

  Edwardthoughthehadnever,eveninhiswildestdreams,imaginedafigureofsuchexquisiteandinterestingloveliness。

  Thewildbeautyoftheretreat,burstinguponhimasifbymagic,augmentedthemingledfeelingofdelightandawewithwhichheapproachedher,likeafairenchantressofBoiardoorAriosto,bywhosenodthesceneryaroundseemedtohavebeencreated,anEdeninthewilderness。

  Flora,likeeverybeautifulwoman,wasconsciousofherownpower,andpleasedwithitseffects,whichshecouldeasilydiscernfromtherespectful,yetconfusedaddressoftheyoungsoldier。

  But,asshepossessedexcellentsense,shegavetheromanceofthescene,andotheraccidentalcircumstances,fullweightinappreciatingthefeelingswithwhichWaverleyseemedobviouslytobeimpressed;and,unacquaintedwiththefancifulandsusceptiblepeculiaritiesofhischaracter,consideredhishomageasthepassingtributewhichawomanofeveninferiorcharmsmighthaveexpectedinsuchasituation。Shethereforequietlyledthewaytoaspotatsuchadistancefromthecascade,thatitssoundshouldratheraccompanythaninterruptthatofhervoiceandinstrument,and,sittingdownuponamossyfragmentofrock,shetooktheharpfromCathleen。

  Ihavegivenyouthetroubleofwalkingtothisspot,CaptainWaverley,bothbecauseIthoughtthescenerywouldinterestyou,andbecauseaHighlandsongwouldsufferstillmorefrommyimperfecttranslation,wereItointroduceitwithoutitsownwildandappropriateaccompaniments。Tospeakinthepoeticallanguageofmycountry,theseatoftheCelticmuseisinthemistofthesecretandsolitaryhill,andhervoiceinthemurmurofthemountainstream。Hewhowooeshermustlovethebarrenrockmorethanthefertilevalley,andthesolitudeofthedesertbetterthanthefestivityofthehall。’’

  Fewcouldhaveheardthislovelywomanmakethisdeclaration,withavoicewhereharmonywasexaltedbypathos,withoutexclaimingthatthemusewhomsheinvokedcouldneverfindamoreappropriaterepresentative。ButWaverley,thoughthethoughtrushedonhismind,foundnocouragetoutterit。Indeed,thewildfeelingofromanticdelightwithwhichheheardthefirstfewnotesshedrewfromherinstrument,amountedalmosttoasenseofpain。Hewouldnotforworldshavequittedhisplacebyherside;yethealmostlongedforsolitude,thathemightdecipherandexamineatleisurethecomplicationofemotionswhichnowagitatedhisbosom。

  FlorahadexchangedthemeasuredandmonotonousrecitativeofthebardforaloftyanduncommonHighlandair,whichhadbeenabattle-songinformerages。Afewirregularstrainsintroducedapreludeofawildandpeculiartone,whichharmonizedwellwiththedistantwaterfall,andthesoftsighoftheeveningbreezeintherustlingleavesofanaspenwhichoverhungtheseatofthefairharpress。Thefollowingversesconveybutlittleideaofthefeelingswithwhich,sosungandaccompanied,theywereheardbyWaverley:-

  BattleSong。

  Thereismistonthemountain,andnightonthevale,ButmoredarkisthesleepofthesonsoftheGael。

  Astrangercommanded-itsunkontheland;

  Ithasfrozeneachheart,andbenumbedeveryhand!

  Thedirkandthetargetliesordidwithdust;

  Thebloodlessclaymoreisbutreddenedwithrust;

  Onthehillortheglenifagunshouldappear,Itisonlytowarwiththeheath-cockordeer。

  Thedeedsofoursiresifourbardsshouldrehearse,Letablushorablowbethemeedoftheirverse!

  Bemuteeverystring,andbehushedeverytone,Thatshallbidusrememberthefamethatisflown!

  Butthedarkhoursofnightandofslumberarepast;

  Themornonourmountainsisdawningatlast;

  Glenaladale’speaksareillumedwiththerays,AndthestreamsofGlenfinnanleapbrightintheblaze。

  Theyounganddaringadventurer,CharlesEdward,landedatGlenaladale,inMoidart,anddisplayedhisstandardinthevalleyofGlenfinnan,musteringaroundittheMac-Donalds,theCamerons,andotherlessnumerousclans,whomhehadprevailedontojoinhim。Thereisamonumenterectedonthespot,withaLatininscriptionbythelateDr。Gregory。

  Ohigh-mindedMoray!-theexiled-thedear!-

  TheMarquisofTullibardine’selderbrother,who,longexiled,returnedtoScotlandwithCharlesEdwardin1745。

  Intheblushofthedawningthe=Standard=uprear!

  Wide,wideonthewindsofthenorthletitfly,Likethesun’slatestflashwhenthetempestisnigh!

  Yesonsofthestrong,whenthatdawningshallbreak,Needtheharpoftheagedremindyoutowake?

  Thatdawnneverbeamedonyourforefathers’eye,Butitrousedeachhighchieftaintovanquishordie。

  O!sprungfromthekingswhoinIslaykeptstate,ProudchiefsofClanRanald,Glengarry,andSleat!

  Combinelikethreestreamsfromonemountainofsnow,Andresistlessinunionrushdownonthefoe!

  TruesonofSirEvan,undauntedLochiel,Placethytargeonthyshoulderandburnishthysteel!

  RoughKeppoch,givebreathtothybugle’sboldswell,TillfarCoryarrickresoundtotheknell!

  SternsonofLordKenneth,highchiefofKintail,Letthestaginthystandardboundwildinthegale!

  MaytheraceofClanGillean,thefearlessandfree,RememberGlenlivat,Harlaw,andDundee!

  LettheclanofgreyFingon,whoseoffspringhasgivenSuchheroestoearth,andsuchmartyrstoheaven,UnitewiththeraceofrenownedRorriMore,Tolaunchthelonggalley,andstretchtotheoar。

  HowMac-ShimeiwilljoywhentheirchiefshalldisplayTheyew-crestedbonneto’ertressesofgrey!

  HowtheraceofwrongedAlpineandmurderedGlencoeShallshoutforrevengewhentheypouronthefoe!

  YesonsofbrownDerraid,whoslewthewildboar,ResumethepurefaithofthegreatCallum-MoreMac-NeiloftheIslands,andMoyoftheLake,Forhonour,forfreedom,forvengeanceawake!

  Herealargegreyhound,boundinguptheglen,jumpeduponFlora,andinterruptedhermusicbyhisimportunatecaresses。

  Atadistantwhistle,heturned,andshotdownthepathagainwiththerapidityofanarrow。ThatisFergus’sfaithfulattendant,CaptainWaverley,andthatwashissignal。Helikesnopoetrybutwhatishumorous,andcomesingoodtimetointerruptmylongcatalogueofthetribes,whomoneofyoursaucyEnglishpoetscallsOurbootlesshostofhigh-bornbeggars,Mac-Leans,Mac-Kenzies,andMac-Gregors。’’

  Waverleyexpressedhisregretattheinterruption。

  Oyoucannotguesshowmuchyouhavelost!Thebard,asindutybound,hasaddressedthreelongstanzastoVichIanVohroftheBanners,enumeratingallhisgreatproperties,andotforgettinghisbeingacheereroftheharperandbard,-`aiverofbounteousgifts。’Besides,youshouldhaveheardapracticaladmonitiontothefair-hairedsonofthestranger,wholivesinthelandwherethegrassisalwaysgreen-theriderontheshiningpamperedsteed,whosehueisliketheraven,andwhoseneighislikethescreamoftheeagleforbattle。Thisvalianthorsemanisaffectionatelyconjuredtorememberthathisancestorsweredistinguishedbytheirloyalty,aswellasbytheircourage-Allthisyouhavelost;but,sinceyourcuriosityisnotsatisfied,Ijudge,fromthedistantsoundofmybrother’swhistle,Imayhavetimetosingtheconcludingstanzasbeforehecomestolaughatmytranslation。’’

  Awakeonyourhills,onyourislandsawake,Bravesonsofthemountain,thefrith,andthelake!

  ’Tisthebugle-butnotforthechaseisthecall;

  ’Tisthepibroch’sshrillsummons-butnottothehall。

  ’Tisthesummonsofheroesforconquestordeath,Whenthebannersareblazingonmountainandheath:

  Theycalltothedirk,theclaymore,andthetarge,Tothemarchandthemuster,thelineandthecharge。

  BethebrandofeachChieftainlikeFin’sinhisire!

  Maythebloodthroughhisveinsflowlikecurrentsoffire!

  Burstthebaseforeignyokeasyoursiresdidofyore,Ordielikeyoursires,andendureitnomore!

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