39;d to reel
their suthron foes.
his try's saviour, mark him well!
bold richardton's heroic swell;
the chief, on sark who glorious fell,
in high and;
and he whom ruthless fates expel
his native nd.
there, where a sceptr'd pictish shade
stalk'd round his ashes lowly id,
i mark'd a martial race, pourtray'd
in colours strong:
bold, soldier-featur'd, undismay'd,
they strode along.
thro' many a wild, romantic grove,
near many a hermit-fancied cove
(fit haunts for friendship or for love,
in musing
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