Shall be a soldier’s sepulchre.
GLENARA.
O heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale,
Where a band cometh slowly with weeping and wail?
’Tis the chief of Glenara[74] laments for his dear;
And her sire, and the people, are called to her bier.
Glenara came first with the mourners and shroud;
Her kinsmen they followed, but mourned not aloud: