Keppoch song

ca\To iv. A KEPPOCH SONG. 75
But, free from strife and hostile fears,
Successive generations rears.
Thus near four hundred years roll on,
A prosperous sun had on him shone ;
But now dark clouds bedim his days,
And intercept the cheering rays.
Macintosh*, with envious eye,
Beholds this pleasing serene sky;
T' extirpate Keppoch from his ground,
He plans, and soon a scheme is found ;
From government he does obtain
An armed force, his own to sustain,
Under Mackenzie of Suddy's command,
Who briskly leads his heroic band.
Soon with Toshach's party they join,
Whom they find twelve hundred in line.
The joint force now bravely advance,
Over the hills they quickly dance;
To Keppoch's border onwards go,
While music cheers th' assailing foe:
Hope of plunder their minds doth feast,
Each man thinks what will please him best.
Of Macintosh; now Sir iEneas,