Bonnie Scotland and what we owe herGriffis, William Elliot
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Bonnie Scotland and what we owe her
Griffis, William Elliot
Scotland; Scotland -- Description and travel
“I heard my own mountain goats bleating aloft,
And knew the sweet strain that the corn reapers sung.”
“They accompany in the Highlands every action, which can be done in
equal time, with an appropriate strain, which has, they say, not much
meaning, but the effects are regularity and cheerfulness,” writes
the historian of Scottish music. The ancient song, by which the
rowers of galleys were animated, may be supposed to have been of this
metrical kind and synchronous. There is an oar song still used by the
Hebridians, and we all recall the boat song in “The Lady of the Lake,”
which begins:--
“Hail to the chief who in triumph advances.”
Finely, in “Marmion,” is the story of rhythmic motion joined to song to
lighten labor, told by Fitz-Eustace, the squire, concerning the lost
battle, on which Scott comments, with an American reference:--
“Such have I heard, in Scottish land,
Rise from the busy harvest band,
When falls before the mountaineer,
On lowland plains, the ripened ear.
Now one shrill voice the notes prolong,
Now a wild chorus swells the song;
Oft have I listened, and stood still,
As it came softened up the hill,
And deemed it the lament of men
Who languished for their native glen;
And thought, how sad would be such sound,
On Susquehanna’s swampy ground,
Kentucky’s wood-encumbered brake,
Or wild Ontario’s boundless lake;
Where heart-sick exiles, in the strain,
Recalled fair Scotland’s hills again!”
Yet it is not in secular music only that the Scots excel. They have
also a rich treasury of devotion and praise, though for centuries the
superabundance of song which had only worldly associations and was
linked with the lower pleasures made them put superfine value on the
Hebrew Psalms as being most fit for the soul’s utterance before the
Infinite.
CHAPTER XII
SCOTLAND’S ISLAND WORLD: IONA AND STAFFA
While Scotland is, by its definition, a “pene-insula,” or “peninsula,”
that is, “almost an island,” it has, out in the Atlantic Ocean, an
archipelago of five hundred islands. Of these about one fifth are
inhabited, and of these one third have each a population of only ten or
even fewer souls. This great group lies wholly to the westward, for the
east coast of Scotland is singularly free from islands, the number on
this side being very much like that of angels’ visits, which are spoken
of as few and far between.
These islands are all situated within three degrees of latitude.
Another name for them is the “Hebrides,” which term was formerly
held to embrace all the Scottish western islands, including also the
peninsula of Kintyre and islets in the Firth of Clyde, as well as the
Isle of Man and the Isle of Rathlin.
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