The war note of Lochiel, which Albyn’s hills
Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes:—
How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills,
Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills
Their mountain pipe, so fill the mountaineers
With the fierce native daring which instills
The stirring memory of a thousand years
And Evan’s, Donald’s fame rings in each clansman’s ears.”
The Highland soldier has proved on many a hard-fought field the inspiring influence of
“Those thrilling sounds that call the might