To avenge the bold insult, dare glance at our clan,
And die for our country, is to die like a man!
Then up with the Maxwells! not valour need say more;
We'll die as we ought, by our banner and claymore!
Huzza, huzza!
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Huzza!—how we'll shriek on the day of the battle,
In collision broad-sword and bay'net shall rattle,
Our fierce foemen astound in the terrible charge,
While death boldly strikes home thro' tartan and targe.