“Away with your fiddles and flutes,
As music for wedding or ball,
Pianofortes, clarionettes, lutes—
The bagpipe surpasses them all.
“For polkas, the waltz, the quadrille,
There’s nought with the pipes can compare;
An anchorite torpid ’twould thrill,
Such glorious sounds in the air.
“So tuneful, harmonious, and sweet!
The very perfection of art,