Nowhere beats the heart so kindly as beneath the tartan plaid!.

He is coming! He is coming! Like a bridegroom from his room, Came the hero from his prison To the scaffold and the doom..

Fhairshon swore a feud Against the clan M,Tavish; Marched into their land To murder and to rafish; For he did resolve To extirpate the vipers, With f….

Fhairshon had a son, Who married Noah's daughter, And nearly spoil'd to Flood, By trinking up ta water: Which he would have done, I at least bel….

Do not lift him from the bracken, Leave him lying where he fell- Better bier ye cannot fashion: None beseems him half so well As the bare and broken ….

They bore within their breasts the grief That fame can never heal- That deep, unutterable woe Which none save exiles feel..

The earth is all the home I have, the heavens my wide roof-tree.

Give me but one hour of Scotland, Let me see it ere I die..