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MacLeod's Lilt ^
Sitting here on the knoll, forlorn and unquiet, I gaze
upon Islay and marvel the while; there was a time I
never thought, till my times took a change, that hither
I should come to view Jura from Scarba.
I hurabh o.
Hither to come and view Jura from Scarba! Bear my
greetings to the land that lieth shadowed by the rugged
peaks, to the young renowned Sir Norman that hath
won headship over an armed host, for it is said in every
land that one of his name were worthy thereof.
In every land they say one of thy name were worthy
thereof, one of thy prudence and thy wisdom, thy
courage and thy spirit, one of thy hardihood and
valour, of thy mien and of thy mould; and thy lineage
and thy nobility were no trifle to trace.
' Edited in Mr. A. MacLeod's Sàr Orain.
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