Explore "The Wreck on Loch Mcgarry" by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
If you should search all Scotland round, / The mainland, skerries, and the islands, / A grimmer spot could not be found / Than Loch McGarry in the Highlands.
Pent in by frowning mountains high, / It stretches silent as the tomb, / Turbid and thick its waters lie, / No eye can pierce their yellow gloom.