From ruthless deeds bebarr'd.
And well they held their Highland glen,
Whatever factions warr'd.
"When Stuart's great but godless race
Dissolved like thinnest snow
Before bright Freedom's face, my clan,
The Campbells, served their foe.
—Boy—'twas my grandsire" (soft he said)
"Commanded at Glencoe."
The stripling shrank, nor quite suppress'd