Their broad targes are tough, and their claymores are sharp,
Shrill symphony meet for the wild war-pipe and harp;
Their firm hands they hold ready; their bold hearts beat strong;
Their dirks are stout steel-proof, and their pole-axes long.
Then up with the Maxwells! not valour need say more;
For their prowess was proved by banner and claymore.
Huzza, huzza!
ii.
To encounter for kindred, our clan, and our name,
To a Lowlander these are far dearer than fame;