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CATHAIR FARGUS.
CATHAIR FHARGUS.
(FERGUS'S SEAT.)
A mountain in the Island of Arran, the summit of which resembles a gigantic human profile.
ITH face turned upward to the changeful sky, I, Fergus, lie, supine in frozen rest;
The maiden morning clouds slip rosily
Unclasped, unclasping, down my granite breast;
The lightning strikes my brow and passes by.
There 's nothing new beneath the sun, I wot:
I, "Fergus" called,—the great pre-Adamite,
"Who for my mortal body blindly sought
Rash immortality, and on this height
Stone-bound, forever am and yet am not,—
I, "Fergus" called,—the great pre-Adamite,
"Who for my mortal body blindly sought
Rash immortality, and on this height
Stone-bound, forever am and yet am not,—
There 's nothing new beneath the sun, I say.
Ye pigmies of a later race, who come
And play out your brief generation's play
Below me, know, I too spent my life's sum,
And revelled through my short tumultuous day.
Ye pigmies of a later race, who come
And play out your brief generation's play
Below me, know, I too spent my life's sum,
And revelled through my short tumultuous day.
