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Beautiful face of a child	B
Lighted with laughter and glee	C
Mirthful and tender and wild	B
My heart is heavy for thee	C
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Beautiful face of a youth	D
As an eagle poised to fly forth	E
To the old land loyal of truth	D
To the hills and the sounds of the North	E
Fair face daring and proud	F
Lo the shadow of doom even now	G
The fate of thy line like a cloud	F
Rests on the grace of thy brow	G
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Cruel and angry face	H
Hateful and heavy with wine	I
Where are the gladness the grace	H
The beauty the mirth that were thine	I
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Ah my Prince it were well	J
Hadst thou to the gods been dear	K
To have fallen where Keppoch fell	J
With the war pipe loud in thine ear	L
To have died with never a stain	M
On the fair White Rose of Renown	N
To have fallen fighting in vain	M
For thy father thy faith and thy crown	N
More than thy marble pile	O
With its women weeping for thee	C
Were to dream in thine ancient isle	O
To the endless dirge of the sea	C
But the Fates deemed otherwise	P
Far thou sleepest from home	Q
From the tears of the Northern skies	P
In the secular dust of Rome	Q
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A city of death and the dead	R
But thither a pilgrim came	S
Wearing on weary head	R
The crowns of years and fame	S
Little the Lucrine lake	T
Or Tivoli said to him	U
Scarce did the memories wake	T
Of the far off years and dim	U
For he stood by Avernus' shore	V
But he dreamed of a Northern glen	W
And he murmured over and o'er	X
'For Charlie and his men '	-
And his feet to death that went	Y
Crept forth to St Peter's shrine	I
And the latest Minstrel bent	Y
O'er the last of the Stuart line	I

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