"Pother, pother, My master and brother, Who may endure thee, Thus failing in fury? King of the tempest that travels the plain King of the snow, and the hail, and the rain, Lend to thy lever yet seven times seven, Blow up the blue flame for bolt and for levin, The red forge of hell with the bellows of heaven! With hoop and with hammer! With yell and with yammer, Hold them in play Till the dawn of day! Pother, pother! My sovereign and brother. O strain to thy lever, This world to sever In two or in three-- What joy it would be! What toiling and mailing, and mighty commotions! What rending of hills, and what roaring of oceans! Ay, that is thy voice, I know it full well; And that is thy whistle's majestic swell; But why wilt thou ride thy furious race Along the bounds of vacant space, While there is tongue of flesh to scream, And life to start, and blood to stream? Yet pother, pother! My sovereign and brother And men shall see, ere the rising sun, What deeds thy mighty arm hath done." Michael Scott and his guests kept watch together during the eventful night; and when the friar and Charlie stepped out to the battlements in the morning, they beheld the great mountain of Eildon, which before then had but one cone, piled up in three hills, as described by us in chapter XVI. CHAPTER XXII. Allan Ramsay--"The Gentle Shepherd"--Bauldy the Clown--Mause the reputed Witch--A Witch's Crantraips--Praying Backwards--Sad Misfortunes attributed to Mause--Supposed Power of the Devil to raise the Wind and send Rain and Thunder--Mause's Reflections--Sir William disturbed--Symon's Announcement--Promise to gain a Lassie's Heart--Doings of the supposed Witch--Witches' Tricks--Longfellow's "Golden Legend"--"Song of Hiawatha." Allan Ramsay, who wrote in the first half of the eighteenth century, does not appear to have believed in witches or evil spirits. He, however, like other poets, found it convenient to introduce superstition into his poetical effusions. This will be seen from the following extracts from his _Gentle Shepherd_.