« 前へ次へ »
Mackrimmon, hereditary piper to the Laird of Macleod, is said
to have composed this Lament when the Clan was about to depart upon a distant and dangerous expedition. The Minstrel was impressed with a belief, which the event verified, that he was to be slain in the approaching feud; and hence the Gaelic words, “Cha till mi tuille; ged thillis Macleod, cha till Mackrimmon,” “ I shall never return; although Macleod returns, yet Mackrimmon shall never return!” The piece is but too well known, from its being the strain with which the emigrants from the West Highlands and Isles usually take leave of their native shore.
MACLEOD's wizard flag from the grey castle sallies,
quiver, As Mackrimmon sings, “ Farewell to Dunvegan for
ever! Farewell to each cliff, on which breakers are foaming; Farewell, each dark glen, in which red-deer are roam
ing; Farewell, lonely Skye, to lake, mountain, and river; Macleod may return, but Mackrimmon shall never ! 5. Farewell the bright clouds that on Quillan are sleep
ing; Farewell the bright eyes in the Dun that are weeping;
'[Written for Albyn's Anthology, vol. ii. 1818.]
To each minstrel delusion, farewell !-and for ever —
me, The pall of the dead for a mantle hangs o'er me; But my heart shall not flag, and my nerves shall not
shiver, Though devoted I go-to return again never!
“ Too oft shall the notes of Mackrimmon's bewailing
Cha till, cha till, cha till sin tuille !
ON ETTRICK FOREST'S MOUN
On Ettrick Forest's mountains dun,
*[See a note on Banshee, Lady of the Lake, ante, vol. iii. p. 109.)
Written after a week's shooting and fishing, in which the Poet had been engaged with some friends. [The reader may see these verses set to music in Mr. Thomson's Scottish Melodies for 1822.]
And seek the heath-frequenting brood
[See the famous salmon-spearing scene in Guy Mannering. Waverley Novels, vol. iii., p. 259–63.]
Alwyn, the seat of the Lord Somerville; now, alas! untenanted, by the lamented death of that kind and hospitable nobleman, the author's nearest neighbour and intimate friend. [Lord S. died in February, 1819.]
Or lowlier board of Ashestiel ; .
The air composed by the Editor of Albyn's Anthology." The
words written for Mr. George Thomson's Scottish Melodies, (1822.]
The sun upon the Weirdlaw Hill,
In Ettrick's vale, is sinking sweet; The westland wind is hush and still,
The lake lies sleeping at my feet. Yet not the landscape to mine eye
Bears those bright hues that once it bore; Though evening, with her richest dye,
Flames o'er the hills of Ettricks shore. With listless look along the plain,
I see Tweed's silver current glide, And coldly mark the holy fane, **Of Melrose rise in ruin'd pride.
*Ashestiel, the Poet's residence at that time.
9 [" Nathaniel Gow told me that he got the air from an old gentleman, a Mr. Dalrymple of Orangefield, (he thinks,) who had it from a friend in the Western Isles, as an old Highland air."
The quiet lake, the balmy air,
The hill, the stream, the tower, the tree, Are they still such as once they were,
Or is the dreary change in me?
Alas, the warp'd and broken board,
How can it bear the painter's dye!
How to the minstrel's skill reply!
To feverish pulse each gale blows chill;
Were barren as this moorland hill.
THE MAID OF ISLA.
AIR — “ The Maid of Isla."
O, MAID OF Isla, from the cliff,
That looks on troubled wave and sky,
Contend with ocean gallantly?
And steep'd her leeward deck in foam,
O, Isla's maid, she seeks her home. O, Isla's maid, yon sea-bird mark, Her white wing gleams through mist and spray,
VOL. V.- 31