"Oh bury me by the bracken bush,
Beneath the blooming brier:
Let never living mortal ken
That a kindly Scot lies here!"
FOOTNOTES:
[!-- Note Anchor 2 --][Footnote 2: An account of Dundee's Officers after they went to France. By an Officer of the Army. London, 1714.]
THE ISLAND OF THE SCOTS
I.
The Rhine is running deep and red,
The island lies before—
"Now is there one of all the host
Will dare to venture o'er?