In reply to blackcat:
1 Oh where is the snow, that once swept Glencoe?
And where are the ice-climbs of Murray?
You can try every day frae November to May,
But ye' ll no find a climb on Stob Coire
2 The glen used Tae sing tae the ice axe's ring ,
A sound that was sweeter than honey;
Now all you'll hear at the turn o the year ,
Is the cuckoo's note in Raven's Gully!