turned my back upon the Temple, and advanced to the edge of the grassplat: before me, to the west, was a view which must be a feast to every eye that delights in the noble productions of Nature. The immediate fore-ground is an uneven lawn, and shrubberies leading down to the town of Kenmore, and the river; then come the town, the church, the bridge, and the wide expanse of the lake beyond them, extending to a great distance, with bold projecting promontories, and fertile tracts of land running far into it; also a chain of woody mountains bordering it on the south; and on the north a still higher range, broken by small glens, and sloping fields of corn descending to the lake's edge. The part of the road to Kielin, on the north side of Loch Tay, near to Kenmore, makes no inconsiderable figure in the landscape, as from the bridge it winds up an almost perpendicular crag, chiefly covered with firs. This brown-looking road, and its wall of defence, indicate that the crag may be ascended by man and beast; otherwise it would seem that none but winged animals could soar thus high, and there hang trembling over the deep lake below. Beyond that crag sweep away to the west, mountain upon mountain (Ben
