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I	A
Night and morning were at meeting	B
Over Waterloo	C
Cocks had sung their earliest greeting	B
Faint and low they crew	C
For no paly beam yet shone	D
On the heights of Mount Saint John	E
Tempest clouds prolonged the sway	F
Of timeless darkness over day	F
Whirlwind thunder clap and shower	G
Marked it a predestined hour	G
Broad and frequent through the night	H
Flashed the sheets of levin light	H
Muskets glancing lightnings back	I
Showed the dreary bivouac	I
Where the soldier lay	F
Chill and stiff and drenched with rain	J
Wishing dawn of morn again	K
Though death should come with day	F
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II	A
'Tis at such a tide and hour	G
Wizard witch and fiend have power	G
And ghastly forms through mist and shower	G
Gleam on the gifted ken	K
And then the affrighted prophet's ear	L
Drinks whispers strange of fate and fear	M
Presaging death and ruin near	M
Among the sons of men	K
Apart from Albyn's war array	F
'Twas then grey Allan sleepless lay	F
Grey Allan who for many a day	F
Had followed stout and stern	N
Where through battle's rout and reel	O
Storm of shot and edge of steel	O
Led the grandson of Lochiel	O
Valiant Fassiefern	N
Through steel and shot he leads no more	P
Low laid 'mid friends' and foemen's gore	P
But long his native lake's wild shore	P
And Sunart rough and high Ardgower	P
And Morven long shall tell	O
And proud Bennevis hear with awe	Q
How upon bloody Quatre Bras	R
Brave Cameron heard the wild hurra	P
Of conquest as he fell	O
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III	A
Lone on the outskirts of the host	S
The weary sentinel held post	S
And heard through darkness far aloof	T
The frequent clang of courser's hoof	T
Where held the cloaked patrol their course	U
And spurred 'gainst storm the swerving horse	U
But there are sounds in Allan's ear	P
Patrol nor sentinel may hear	P
And sights before his eye aghast	V
Invisible to them have passed	V
When down the destined plain	N
'Twixt Britain and the bands of France	W
Wild as marsh borne meteor's glance	W
Strange phantoms wheeled a revel dance	W
And doomed the future slain	N
Such forms were seen such sounds were heard	X
When Scotland's James his march prepared	Y
For Flodden's fatal plain	N
Such when he drew his ruthless sword	Z
As Choosers of the Slain adored	Z
The yet unchristened Dane	N
An indistinct and phantom band	A2
They wheeled their ring dance hand in hand	A2
With gestures wild and dread	B2
The Seer who watched them ride the storm	C2
Saw through their faint and shadowy form	C2
The lightning's flash more red	B2
And still their ghastly roundelay	O
Was of the coming battle fray	P
And of the destined dead	B2
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IV	T
Song	D2
Wheel the wild dance	W
While lightnings glance	W
And thunders rattle loud	E2
And call the brave	T
To bloody grave	T
To sleep without a shroud	E2
	-
Our airy feet	F2
So light and fleet	F2
They do not bend the rye	A
That sinks its head when whirlwinds rave	T
And swells again in eddying wave	T
As each wild gust blows by	A
But still the corn	N
At dawn of morn	N
Our fatal steps that bore	P
At eve lies waste	G2
A trampled paste	G2
Of blackening mud and gore	P
Wheel the wild dance	W
While lightnings glance	W
And thunders rattle loud	E2
And call the brave	T
To bloody grave	T
To sleep without a shroud	E2
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V	T
Wheel the wild dance	W
Brave sons of France	W
For you our ring makes room	H2
Make space full wide	I2
For martial pride	I2
For banner spear and plume	H2
Approach draw near	P
Proud cuirassier	P
Room for the men of steel	O
Through crest and plate	J2
The broadsword's weight	J2
Both head and heart shall feel	O
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VI	A
Wheel the wild dance	W
While lightnings glance	W
And thunders rattle loud	E2
And call the brave	T
To bloody grave	T
To sleep without a shroud	E2
	-
Sons of the spear	P
You feel us near	P
In many a ghastly dream	K2
With fancy's eye	A
Our forms you spy	A
And hear our fatal scream	K2
With clearer sight	H
Ere falls the night	H
Just when to weal or woe	L2
Your disembodied souls take flight	H
On trembling wing each startled sprite	H
Our choir of death shall know	L2
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VII	T
Wheel the wild dance	W
While lightnings glance	W
And thunders rattle loud	E2
And call the brave	T
To bloody grave	T
To sleep without a shroud	E2
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Burst ye clouds in tempest showers	M2
Redder rain shall soon be ours	M2
See the east grows wan	N
Yield we place to sterner game	N2
Ere deadlier bolts and direr flame	N2
Shall the welkin's thunders shame	N2
Elemental rage is tame	N2
To the wrath of man	N
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VIII	T
At morn grey Allan's mates with awe	Q
Heard of the visioned sights he saw	O2
The legend heard him say	P
But the Seer's gifted eye was dim	P2
Deafened his ear and stark his limb	P2
Ere closed that bloody day	P
He sleeps far from his Highland heath	Q2
But often of the Dance of Death	R2
His comrades tell the tale	O
On picquet post when ebbs the night	H
And waning watch fires glow less bright	H
And dawn is glimmering pale	O

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