Fast they come, fast they come; Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set! Pibroch of Donuil Dhu, Knell for the onset ! NORA'S VOW. AIR-" Cha teid mis a chaoidh." 1 WRITTEN FOR ALBYN'S ANTHOLOGY, [1816.]2 In the original Gaelic, the Lady makes protestations that she will not go with the Red Earl's son, until the swan should build in the cliff, and the eagle in the lake— until one mountain should change places with another, and so forth. It is but fair to add, that there is no authority for supposing that she altered her mind— except the vehemence of her protestation. I. HEAR what Highland Nora said, I would not wed the Earlie's son." "I will never go with him." 2 [See also Mr. Thomson's Scottish Collection, 1822.] II. "A maiden's vows," old Callum spoke, III. "The swan," she said, "the lake's clear breast May barter for the eagle's nest; The Awe's fierce stream may backward turn, But I, were all these marvels done, IV. Still in the water-lily's shade Her wonted nest the wild-swan made; Still downward foams the Awe's fierce river; No highland brogue has turn'd the heel; -She's wedded to the Earlie's son ! MACGREGOR'S GATHERING. AIR-" Thain' a Grigalach."1 WRITTEN FOR ALBYN'S ANTHOLOGY, [1816.] These verses are adapted to a very wild, yet lively gathering tune, used by the MacGregors. The severe treatment of this Clan, their outlawry, and the proscription of their very name, are alluded to in the Ballad.2 THE moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae, And the clan has a name that is nameless by day; Then gather, gather, gather, Grigalach! Gather, gather, gather, &c. Our signal for fight, that from monarchs we drew, Must be heard but by night in our vengeful haloo! Then haloo, Grigalach! haloo, Grigalach! Haloo, haloo, haloo, Grigalach, &c. 1" The MacGregor is come." 2 [For the history of the clan, see Introduction to Rob Roy-Waverley Novels, vol. vii.] Glen Orchy's proud mountains, Coalchuirn and her towers, Glenstrae and Glenlyon no longer are ours; We're landless, landless, landless, Grigalach! But doom'd and devoted by vassal and lord, MacGregor has still both his heart and his sword! Then courage, courage, courage, Grigalach! Courage, courage, courage, &c. If they rob us of name, and pursue us with beagles, Give their roofs to the flame, and their flesh to the eagles! Then vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, Grigalach! Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, &c. While there's leaves in the forest, and foam on the river, MacGregor, despite them, shall flourish for ever! Come then, Grigalach, come then, Grigalach, Come then, come then, come then, &c. Through the depths of Loch Katrine the steed shall career, O'er the peak of Ben-Lomond the galley shall steer, And the rocks of Craig Royston 1 like icicles melt, 1 ["Rob Roy MacGregor's own designation was of Innersnaid; but he appears to have acquired a right of some kind |