Chapter 77 No.77

The summer dawn's reflected hue

20 To purple changed Loch Katrine blue;

Mildly and soft the western breeze

Just kissed the lake, just stirred the trees,

And the pleased lake, like maiden coy,

Trembled but dimpled not for joy;

25 The mountain-shadows on her breast

Were neither broken nor at rest;

In bright uncertainty they li