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The Lady of the Lake By Walter Scott Characters: 840

Updated: 2017-12-01 00:03


Proudly our pibroch has thrilled in Glen Fruin,note

420 And Bannochar's groans to our slogan replied;

Glen Luss and Ross-dhu, they are smoking in ruin,

And the best of Loch-Lomond lie dead on her side.

Widow and Saxon maid

Long shall lament our raid,

425 Think of Clan-Alpine with fear and with woe;

Lennox and Leven-glen

Shake when they hear again

"Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!"

Ro

w, vassals, row, for the pride of the highlands!

430 Stretch to your oars, for the ever-green Pine!

O that the rose-bud that graces yon islands,note

Were wreathed in a garland around him to twine!

O that some seedling gem,

Worthy such noble stem,

435 Honored and blest in their shadow might grow;

Loud should Clan-Alpine then

Ring from her deepmost glen,

"Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!"

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