'Hope smiled when your nativity was cast,
Children of Summer!'
Upon the head of the columns which form the front of the cave
rests a body of decomposed basaltic matter, which was richly
decorated with that large bright flower, the ox-eyed daisy. I had
noticed the same flower growing with profusion among the bold
rocks on the western coast of the Isle of Man; making a brilliant
contrast with their black and gloomy surfaces.