Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.

Mull, the Island

In the Isle of Mull

By Richard Chenevix Trench (1807–1886)

THE CLOUDS are gathering in their western dome,

Deep-drenched with sunlight, as a fleece with dew,

While I with baffled effort still pursue

And track these waters toward their mountain-home,

In vain—though cataract, and mimic foam,

And island-spots, round which the streamlet threw

Its sister-arms, which joyed to meet anew,

Have lured me on, and won me still to roam;

Till now, coy nymph, unseen thy waters pass,

Or faintly struggle through the twinkling grass,—

And I, thy founts unvisited, return.

Is it that thou art revelling with thy peers?

Or dost thou feed a solitary urn,

Else unreplenished, with thine own sad tears?