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Proudly our pibroch has thrilled in Glen Fruin, And Bannochar's groans to our slogan replied;Glen Luss and Ross-dhu, they are smoking in ruin, And the best of Loch Lomond lie dead on her side.

Widow and Saxon maid Long shall lament our raid, Think of Clan-Alpine with fear and with woe;Lennox and Leven-glen Shake when they hear again, 'Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!'

Row, vassals, row, for the pride of the Highlands!

Stretch to your oars for the ever-green Pine!

O that the rosebud that graces yon islands Were wreathed in a garland around him to twine!

O that some seedling gem, Worthy such noble stem, Honored and blessed in their shadow might grow!

Loud should Clan-Alpine then Ring from her deepmost glen, Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!'