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240 JACOBITE
For had she met te tirty duke,
At ford of Spey or Prae- Culrook,
Te plood of every foreign pouk
Had dyed the Cherman sea, man.
We fought for a' we loved an' had,
An' for te right, put Heaven forpade ;
An' monie a ponnie Highlan' lad
Lay pleeding on te prae, man.
Fat could she to, fat could she say,
Te praif M'Donnell was away :
An' her ain chief tat luckless day
Was far ayont Drumboy, man.
Macpherson and Macgregor poth,
Te men of Muideart an' Glenquoich,
An' coot Mackenzies of te Doich,
All absent frae te field, man :
Te sword was sharp, te arm was true,
Pe honour still her nainsel's due ;
Impossibles she could not do,
Though laithe she pe to yield, man.
When Charlie wi' te foremost met ;
Praif lad, he thought her pack to get ;
" Return, my friends, an' face tem yet,
We'll conquer or we'll die, man : "
Put Tonald shumpit o'er te purn,
An' swore, pe Cot, she wadna turn,
For ter was nought put shoot an' purn,
An' hangin' on te tree, man.
O had you seen tat hunt of teath,
She ran until she tint her praith,
Aye looking pack on Scotland's skaithe,
Wi' hopeless, shining ee, man-.
For had she met te tirty duke,
At ford of Spey or Prae- Culrook,
Te plood of every foreign pouk
Had dyed the Cherman sea, man.
We fought for a' we loved an' had,
An' for te right, put Heaven forpade ;
An' monie a ponnie Highlan' lad
Lay pleeding on te prae, man.
Fat could she to, fat could she say,
Te praif M'Donnell was away :
An' her ain chief tat luckless day
Was far ayont Drumboy, man.
Macpherson and Macgregor poth,
Te men of Muideart an' Glenquoich,
An' coot Mackenzies of te Doich,
All absent frae te field, man :
Te sword was sharp, te arm was true,
Pe honour still her nainsel's due ;
Impossibles she could not do,
Though laithe she pe to yield, man.
When Charlie wi' te foremost met ;
Praif lad, he thought her pack to get ;
" Return, my friends, an' face tem yet,
We'll conquer or we'll die, man : "
Put Tonald shumpit o'er te purn,
An' swore, pe Cot, she wadna turn,
For ter was nought put shoot an' purn,
An' hangin' on te tree, man.
O had you seen tat hunt of teath,
She ran until she tint her praith,
Aye looking pack on Scotland's skaithe,
Wi' hopeless, shining ee, man-.
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Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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