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A Scottish Ghost Story of Yore


A Legend of the West Highlands

This is the tale of the man

Who heard a word in the night

In the land of the heathery hills,

In the days of the feud and the fight.

By the sides of the rainy sea,

Where never a stranger came,

On the awful lips of the dead,

He heard the outlandish name.

It sang in his sleeping ears

It hummed in his waking head:

The name ~ Ticonderoga,

the utterance of the dead.

Original Inverawe House Late 1800s

Original Inverawe House Late 1800s