|Publication Date||July 19, 2012|
Give me but a little leave, my dear Sir Walter, and I will now set before your eyes the stupend infinite ocean, a sea full of rpckes and shelves, sands, gulfes, Euripes, and contrary tides; full of fearful monsters, uncouth shapes,roring waves, tempests, and Siren calmes, and Halcyonian seas The anchor is up, the fore sheet draws, the mainsail fills, and Ben Lomond is sinking in the blue horizon. Cato repented that he had gone by sea when he might have gone by land: what else he repented of, is too ungallant to be told. But had bis journey lain from Can tyre to Cape Rath, he w;ould have preferred the mountain wave to the mountain shore; a home on the deep, to the want of one among rocks and bogs, amid fords and ferries, through dub and learie and labour and starvation. You must now therefore prepare to accompany me over the rude billow, to plough the salt deep, dipping your wing in the wave, like the sea gull, by day, and, like hini, seeking refuge from the storm and the night among the various and bright scenery of the western coast. If a man had nothing else to do than to make tours, I know not where or how he could better spend his money and his time, than in wandering up and down and about the shores of the Clyde and those of all the lochs that open into it, and in ferreting out the endless corners and nooks VOL, II.
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