Synopsis
Excerpt from Mackay's Complete Tourists' Guide to Oban and Vicinity: Walk Around Oban, and Tours to Staffa, Iona, Glencoe, Loch Awe, Ben Cruachan, Ben Nevis, Etc
The Witch of Oban.
'Mid the silver ripple of waters, in the moonlight misty and grey,
I heard a sweet voice singing a melody, far away,
That rolled in strange wild echoes over the dreaming hay.
Sad was the song, but tender, mystical, deep, and low -
Sometimes mad and passionate - sometimes gentle and slow -
Soft as a mother's lullaby that none but her children know.
Long did I listen and wonder who the singer might be,
Or who so late was sailing over the moonlight sea -
Chanting of love and hatred, of joy and misery.
Suddenly, crossing the waters, a vessel glided fast -
White were her sails, like snowdrifts; golden her slender mast;
And haloes of light fell around her as on her way she passed.
In her stern there sat a maiden, pale as a lily, and fair;
Loose were her long rich tresses of gleaming golden hair;
And close on her heaving bosom her hands were clasped in prayer.
Her large bright eyes were uplifted to Heaven for evermore -
I stood alone, unheeded, alone on the dreary shore;
And my heart fled out to that maiden I had never seen before.
- Rosalind (Marie Corelli).
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