This is part of it: Th' outstretching lake,
imbosomed 'mong the hills, The eye with wonder and amazement fills; The Tay meand'ring sweet in infant pride, The palace rising on his verdant side, The lawns wood-fring'd in Nature's native taste, The arches striding o'er the new-born stream, The village glittering in the noontide beam.
It can still be read there today, and here's part of it: Th' outstretching lake,
imbosomed 'mong the hills, The eye with wonder and amazement fills; The Tay meand'ring sweet in infant pride, The palace rising on his verdant side, The lawns wood-fring'd in Nature's native taste, The hillocks dropt in Nature's careless haste, The arches striding o'er the new-born stream, The village glittering in the noontide beam Kenmore's other famous visitor was Queen Victoria, who stayed at the neo-gothic, 19th century Taymouth Castle, which contained some of the most opulent interiors of the era.
Herrick: "A winning wave (deserving note)/In the tempestuous petticoat." The run of "Guarded, Engarden'd, nay,
Imbosomed" is particularly wonderful, I think.