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BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE.
WRITTEN FOR THIS WORK IN 1830
BY DAVID VEDDER, ESQ.
Cam' ye by Athole, Donald Macgillavry,
Ken ye he's landed at Moidart, axild Carlie ?
Saw ye our mountain-men, marching by thousands ten,
Waving their broadswords, and shouting for Chai-lie ?
Follow thee — fly to thee — wha wadna fly to thee ? —
Speed to thy banner that's flaunting sae rarely ;
Charlie, Charlie, wha wadna die for thee,
Lord of our bosom's love, bonnie Prince Charlie ?
There's rushing of clans to the Chevalier's banner,
Like floods from the mountains in torrents descending ;
Their pennons are streaming, their broadswords are gleaming,-
Huzza ! the white rose wi' the heather is blending.
Follow thee, &c.
Welcome as light, sweet Flower, to the wilderness,
Long hast thou bloom'd in a far foreign garden ;
Bright eyes shall sun thee, and soft sighs shall fan thee,
The evergreen thistle shall aye be thy warden.
Follow thee, &c.
We'll rally around thee, true scion of royalty,
Reckless of home and our kindred's undoing ;
Prove with our good swords our faith and our loyalty,
Soar in thy triumphs, or sink in thy ruin !
Follow thee, &c.

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