The sentiment that runs through this sonnet was natural to the season in which I again saw this beautiful spot; but this, and some other sonnets that follow, were coloured by the remembrance of my recent visit to Sir Walter Scott, and the melancholy errand on which he was going.
368.

*_Composed in the Glen of Lock Etive_.

[VIII.] 'That make the patriot spirit.' It was mortifying to have frequent occasions to observe the bitter hatred of the lower orders of the Highlanders to their superiors: love of country seemed to have passed into its opposite.

Emigration was the only relief looked to with hope.
369.

_Eagles: composed at Dunollie Castle in the Bay of Oban_.