...copse you spy, Where living thing concealed might lie; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain or woodman lone might dwell; There's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness." " St. Mary's Loch is disappointing," many people say who have visited it. Yes, it is disappointing,...

...feeling of the hour : Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, Where living thing conceal'd might lie There's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness."* Marmion, Introduction to Canto ii. About three miles further, on the same side of the loch, is the...

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...feeling of the hour: Nor thicket, dell, nor copse you spy, \ Where living thing concealed might lie; There's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness: And silence aids—though these steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills; In summer tide, so soft they weep,...

...might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman, lone might dwell; There 'a nothing left to Fancy's guess, You see that all is...steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills, In summer-tide so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds...

...might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman, lone might dwell : There 's nothing left to Fancy's guess, You see that all is...steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills, In summer-tide so soft they weep, The sound but lulls the ear asleep ; Your horse's hoof-tread sounds...

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...copse you spy. Where living thing concealed might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain or woodman lone might dwell; There's nothing left to fancy's guess. You sec that all is loneliness: And silence aids— though these steep hills Send to the lake a thousand...

...might lie ; Nor point, retiring, hides a dell, Where swain, or woodman lone, might dwell; There 's nothing left to fancy's guess, You see that all is loneliness : And silence aids — though these steep hills Send to the lake a thousand rills ; In summer tide, so soft they weep, The sound...