I stood on a rock at Trasanne,
And the waves broke in foam at my feet,
Their music was sometimes loud and grand,
and sometimes low and sweet.
Ardalanish, Ardchievaig and Ard Dubh
In their beauty encircle the bay,
I think of the past and the present,
And of all who are away.

Mrs Nicol Campbell
Trasanne Bay, Ross of Mull
Island of Mull
Highlands of Scotland
Friday Afternoon
29th August 1890.