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ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF CULLODEN	A
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Take away that star and garter	B
Hide them from my aching sight	C
Neither king nor prince shall tempt me	D
From my lonely room this night	C
Fitting for the throneless exile	E
Is the atmosphere of pall	F
And the gusty winds that shiver	B
'Neath the tapestry on the wall	G
When the taper faintly dwindles	H
Like the pulse within the vein	A
That to gay and merry measure	B
Ne'er may hope to bound again	A
Let the shadows gather round me	D
While I sit in silence here	I
Broken hearted as an orphan	A
Watching by his father's bier	I
Let me hold my still communion	A
Far from every earthly sound	J
Day of penance day of passion	A
Ever as the year comes round	J
Fatal day whereon the latest	K
Die was cast for me and mine	A
Cruel day that quelled the fortunes	L
Of the hapless Stuart line	A
Phantom like as in a mirror	B
Rise the griesly scenes of death	M
There before me in its wildness	N
Stretches bare Culloden's heath	O
There the broken clans are scattered	P
Gaunt as wolves and famine eyed	Q
Hunger gnawing at their vitals	N
Hope abandoned all but pride	Q
Pride and that supreme devotion	A
Which the Southron never knew	A
And the hatred deeply rankling	R
'Gainst the Hanoverian crew	A
Oh my God are these the remnants	N
These the wrecks of the array	S
That around the royal standard	P
Gathered on the glorious day	S
When in deep Glenfinnan's valley	D
Thousands on their bended knees	N
Saw once more that stately ensign	A
Waving in the northern breeze	N
When the noble Tullibardine	A
Stood beneath its weltering fold	T
With the Ruddy Lion ramping	R
In the field of tressured gold	T
When the mighty heart of Scotland	U
All too big to slumber more	V
Burst in wrath and exultation	A
Like a huge volcano's roar	V
There they stand the battered columns	N
Underneath the murky sky	W
In the hush of desperation	A
Not to conquer but to die	W
Hark the bagpipe's fitful wailing	R
Not the pibroch loud and shrill	X
That with hope of bloody banquet	Y
Lured the ravens from the hill	X
But a dirge both low and solemn	A
Fit for ears of dying men	A
Marshalled for their latest battle	Z
Never more to fight again	A
Madness madness Why this shrinking	R
Were we less inured to war	V
When our reapers swept the harvest	K
From the field of red Dunbar	A2
Bring my horse and blow the trumpet	Y
Call the riders of Fitz James	N
Let Lord Lewis head the column	A
Valiant chiefs of mighty names	N
Trusty Keppoch stout Glengarry	D
Gallant Gordon wise Locheill	Z
Bid the clansmen hold together	B
Fast and fell and firm as steel	Z
Elcho never look so gloomy	D
What avails a saddened brow	B2
Heart man heart we need it sorely	D
Never half so much as now	B2
Had we but a thousand troopers	N
Had we but a thousand more	V
Noble Perth I hear them coming	R
Hark the English cannons' roar	V
God how awful sounds that volley	D
Bellowing through the mist and rain	A
Was not that the Highland slogan	A
Let me hear that shout again	A
Oh for prophet eyes to witness	N
How the desperate battle goes	N
Cumberland I would not fear thee	D
Could my Camerons see their foes	N
Sound I say the charge at venture	B
'Tis not naked steel we fear	C2
Better perish in the m l e	D
Than be shot like driven deer	C2
Hold the mist begins to scatter	B
There in front 'tis rent asunder	B
And the cloudy bastion crumbles	N
Underneath the deafening thunder	B
There I see the scarlet gleaming	R
Now Macdonald now or never	B
Woe is me the clans are broken	A
Father thou art lost for ever	B
Chief and vassal lord and yeoman	A
There they lie in heaps together	B
Smitten by the deadly volley	D
Rolled in blood upon the heather	B
And the Hanoverian horsemen	A
Fiercely riding to and fro	D2
Deal their murderous strokes at random	A
Ah my God where am I now	B2
Will that baleful vision never	B
Vanish from my aching sight	C
Must those scenes and sounds of terror	B
Haunt me still by day and night	C
Yea the earth hath no oblivion	A
For the noblest chance it gave	E2
None save in its latest refuge	F2
Seek it only in the grave	E2
Love may die and hatred slumber	B
And their memory will decay	S
As the watered garden recks not	G2
Of the drought of yesterday	S
But the dream of power once broken	A
What shall give repose again	A
What shall charm the serpent furies	N
Coiled around the maddening brain	A
What kind draught can nature offer	B
Strong enough to lull their sting	R
Better to be born a peasant	H2
Than to live an exiled king	R
Oh these years of bitter anguish	I2
What is life to such as me	D
With my very heart as palsied	H2
As a wasted cripple's knee	D
Suppliant like for alms depending	R
On a false and foreign court	H2
Jostled by the flouting nobles	N
Half their pity half their sport	H2
Forced to hold a place in pageant	H2
Like a royal prize of war	V
Walking with dejected features	N
Close behind his victor's car	A2
Styled an equal deemed a servant	H2
Fed with hopes of future gain	A
Worse by far is fancied freedom	A
Than the captive's clanking chain	A
Could I change this gilded bondage	J2
Even for the dusky tower	B
Whence King James beheld his lady	D
Sitting in the castle bower	B
Birds around her sweetly singing	R
Fluttering on the kindling spray	S
And the comely garden glowing	R
In the light of rosy May	S
Love descended to the window	H2
Love removed the bolt and bar	A2
Love was warder to the lovers	N
From the dawn to even star	A2
Wherefore Love didst thou betray me	D
Where is now the tender glance	N
Where the meaning looks once lavished	H2
By the dark eyed Maid of France	N
Where the words of hope she whispered	H2
When around my neck she threw	A
That same scarf of broidered tissue	A
Bade me wear it and be true	A
Bade me send it as a token	A
When my banner waved once more	V
On the castled Keep of London	A
Where my fathers' waved before	V
And I went and did not conquer	B
But I brought it back again	A
Brought it back from storm and battle	Z
Brought it back without a stain	A
And once more I knelt before her	B
And I laid it at her feet	H2
Saying 'Wilt thou own it Princess	N
There at least is no defeat '	-
Scornfully she looked upon me	D
With a measured eye and cold	H2
Scornfully she viewed the token	A
Though her fingers wrought the gold	H2
And she answered faintly flushing	R
'Hast thou kept it then so long	K2
Worthy matter for a minstrel	Z
To be told in knightly song	K2
Worthy of a bold Proven al	Z
Pacing through the peaceful plain	A
Singing of his lady's favour	B
Boasting of her silken chain	A
Yet scarce worthy of a warrior	B
Sent to wrestle for a crown	A
Is this all that thou hast brought me	D
From thy fields of high renown	A
Is this all the trophy carried	H2
From the lands where thou hast been	A
It was broidered by a Princess	N
Canst thou give it to a Queen '	-
Woman's love is writ in water	B
Woman's faith is traced in sand	H2
Backwards backwards let me wander	B
To the noble northern land	H2
Let me feel the breezes blowing	R
Fresh along the mountain side	H2
Let me see the purple heather	B
Let me hear the thundering tide	H2
Be it hoarse as Corrievreckan	A
Spouting when the storm is high	W
Give me but one hour of Scotland	H2
Let me see it ere I die	W
Oh my heart is sick and heavy	D
Southern gales are not for me	D
Though the glens are white with winter	B
Place me there and set me free	D
Give me back my trusty comrades	N
Give me back my Highland maid	H2
Nowhere beats the heart so kindly	D
As beneath the tartan plaid	H2
Flora when thou wert beside me	D
In the wilds of far Kintail	D
When the cavern gave us shelter	B
From the blinding sleet and hail	D
When we lurked within the thicket	H2
And beneath the waning moon	A
Saw the sentry's bayonet glimmer	B
Heard him chant his listless tune	A
When the howling storm o'ertook us	N
Drifting down the island's lee	D
And our crazy bark was whirling	R
Like a nutshell on the sea	D
When the nights were dark and dreary	D
And amidst the fern we lay	D
Faint and foodless sore with travel	D
Waiting for the streaks of day	D
When thou wert an angel to me	D
Watching my exhausted sleep	L2
Never didst thou hear me murmur	B
Couldst thou see how now I weep	L2
Bitter tears and sobs of anguish	I2
Unavailing though they be	D
Oh the brave the brave and noble	D
That have died in vain for me	D