“Or where the Northern ocean, in vast whirls,
Boils round the naked melancholy isles
Of farthest Thulè, and th' Atlantic surge
Pours in among the stormy Hebrides.”

— James Thomson (poet), The Seasons

Source: The Seasons (1726-1730), Autumn (1730), l. 871-874.

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Scottish writer (1700-1748) 1700–1748

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