Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.

Loch Lomond

Loch Lomond

By Andrew James Symington (1826–1898)

(From A Summer Evening among the Mountains)


In mild effulgence from the dim blue hills,

The fair moon rises, shedding o’er the world

A wild romantic beauty. On the lake

Her yellow lustre glimmers, taking all

The gentle ripples by the pebbly marge;

While rising terraces of dark-green trees

Repose in silence, bronze-like, touched with gold;

And island groups clothed to the water’s brink,

Each mirrored double in the clear blue deep,

Seem even varying as we walk along.

We mark rude bridges, torrents, mountain bourns,

Lone paths into the woods, and through the leaves

Steep cataracts dashing, in white silvery foam;

The hushed air, fragrant with the tedded hay;

And dew-drops sparkling on each blade of grass.