Letitia Elizabeth Landon

“ Ah! these were not the times to praise,
Thank God, we know more peaceful days.
Oh! better that the ivy wreath
⁠Should clothe the mouldering tower,
Than it should be a place of strength,
⁠For passion and for power. ”

“ I was told, that, all through the inclemency of last winter, there dwelled here a solitary stranger, of noble mien, in an unseemly hut, made by his own hands. The people, in speaking of the stranger, called him, from his aspect, 'The Man of Sorrow;' and 'tis not unlikely, poor gentleman, he was one of the rebels who fled out of Scotland. ”

“ A manuscript journal of a Tour through the Western Islands of Scotland, and along the Northern Coast of Ireland, in 1746, contains the following passage:—
"Carrick-a-Reid is a great rock, cut off from the shore by a chasm of fearful depth, through which the sea, when vexed by angry winds, boileth with great fury. It is resorted to at this season of the year by fishers, for the taking of salmon, who sling themselves across the perilous gulf by means of a stout rope, or withe, as the name Carrick-a-Reid imports. ”