Would place his father’s crown or die. Too well they kept their vow.
Let men who prate of loyalty in this our day derive
Instruction in that virtue from the Clans of ’Forty-five.
Ay! let them think of brave Lochiel and Borrodale the bold—
Of Keppoch and Glengarry, too, those chiefs of iron mould—
The Chisholm, Cluny, Brahan’s lord, the Mackintosh so keen,
The Appin Stuarts and MacColls, the lion-hearts Maclean,
With many a Chief and Clan besides, who quickly did contrive
To make their names immortal in the famous ’Forty-five!
The poet, who entered the Liverpool Custom-House in 1839 through W. F. Campbell of Islay, M.P. then for Argyleshire, removed to Canada in 1850, where in a similar position at Kingston he remained until he was superannuated in 1880. The venerable poet, now in the eighty third year of his age, resides in Canada, where a son of his is an able Congregational minister, and a daughter known as a poetess of much merit.