[TO THE LION RAMPANT]
By Alice C. Macdonell of Keppoch
Did ye hear the light feet marching,
Marching down the birchclad glen?
Did ye see the pipers' streamers,
Floating free behind the men?
Did ye hear the brave tunes ringing,
As they swung the drones on high?
Did ye watch the rythm of the kilt,
Did ye hear the war march die?