Keppoch song
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24, A KEPPOCH SONG. canto i.
Chief after chief their rage oppos'd,
Until in death their course is clos'd.
Our plains, now drench'd with blood, they pace,
Our scatter'd hosts to mountains chace;
While cries of infants pierce our ears,
Their ruthless wounds excite our tears.
Great Sire, to thee we raise our strain ;
Let not Hibernia sue in Tain;
Think on thine ancient natal soil,
Thy sires of old — their glorious toil;
Thy martial bands to our aid bring,
Hibernia's bards thy praise will sing.**
They cease their strain — my bosom burns
With grief and anger in their turns:
My chiefs I address with sparkling eyes —
" Hibernia's bards, you've heard their sighs.
Descendants and vassals, shall not we
Repress this rage, and Lochlin see?
Our natal soil now claims our care,
Shall not we to her aid repair?
Let us parental duty pay,
Honour and nature's voice obey."
The chiefs, on pious war intent,
With bon-accord cheerly assent.
Fir'd with her wrongs my lions roar,
Quick flies the call from shore to shore.
Chief after chief their rage oppos'd,
Until in death their course is clos'd.
Our plains, now drench'd with blood, they pace,
Our scatter'd hosts to mountains chace;
While cries of infants pierce our ears,
Their ruthless wounds excite our tears.
Great Sire, to thee we raise our strain ;
Let not Hibernia sue in Tain;
Think on thine ancient natal soil,
Thy sires of old — their glorious toil;
Thy martial bands to our aid bring,
Hibernia's bards thy praise will sing.**
They cease their strain — my bosom burns
With grief and anger in their turns:
My chiefs I address with sparkling eyes —
" Hibernia's bards, you've heard their sighs.
Descendants and vassals, shall not we
Repress this rage, and Lochlin see?
Our natal soil now claims our care,
Shall not we to her aid repair?
Let us parental duty pay,
Honour and nature's voice obey."
The chiefs, on pious war intent,
With bon-accord cheerly assent.
Fir'd with her wrongs my lions roar,
Quick flies the call from shore to shore.
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| Description | A poem in five cantos: being the origin and history of the family, alias Donald, Lord of the Isles, carried down to its extinction, with a continuation of the family of Keppoch; the whole combined with the history of Scotland, with notes and references, and concluding with an analysis of the Scotch acts of Parliament, relative to the Douglas association; and an address to His Royal Highness the prince regent. By John Paul Macdonald. Montrose : Printed for the author by J. Watt, 1815. |
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| Description | A selection of almost 400 printed items relating to the history of Scottish families, mostly dating from the 19th and early 20th centuries. Includes memoirs, genealogies and clan histories, with a few produced by emigrant families. The earliest family history goes back to AD 916. |
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