[IX.] The last I saw was on the wing, off the promontory of Fairhead, county of Antrim.

I mention this, because, though my tour in Ireland, with Mr.
Marshall and his son, was made many years ago, this allusion to the eagle is the only image supplied by it to the poetry I have since written.

We travelled through the country in October; and to the shortness of the days, and the speed with which we travelled (in a carriage-and-four), may be ascribed this want of notices, in my verse, of a country so interesting.

The deficiency I am somewhat ashamed of, and it is the more remarkable, as contrasted with my Scotch and continental tours, of which are to be found in these volumes so many memorials.
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*_In the Sound of Mull_.