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MARY MACLEOD.
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Never fade it, Sir Norman !
For well ’tis the right
Of thy name to win credit
In council or fight;
By wisdom, by shrewdness,
By spirit, by might,
By manliness, courage,
By daring, by sleight.
In council or fight, thy kindred
Know these should be thine—
Branch of Lochlin’s wide-ruling
And king-bearing line !
And in Erin they know it—
Far over the brine :
No earl would in Albin
Thy friendship decline.
Yes ! the nobles of Erin
Thy titles well know,
To the honour and friendship
Of high and of low.
Born the deed-marks to follow,
Thy father did show,—
That friend of the noble—
That manliest foe.
That friend of the noble—
From him art thou heir
To virtues which Albin
Was proud to declare :
Crown’d the best of her chieftains
Long, long may’st thou wear
The blossoms paternal
His broad branches bare !
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