Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ROUGH TYKES O' TARLAND, by JAMES CHAPMAN First Line: Wi' the last o' the james's Last Line: The rough tykes o' tarland. | ||||||||
WI' the last o' the James's We saw our hopes perish, Yet that name, o' a' names, is The ane we maist cherish; Though oor monarchs in thae days Heard Gaelic but rarely, It was welcome in wae days To bonnie Prince Charlie. When oor lads, led to death, wi' The Prince sought a far-land, Then the war-pipes ga'e breath wi' "The Rough Tykes o' Tarland." The rough tykes o' Tarland -- The dare-deils o' Tarland -- 'Twas his cause clad the heath wi' The rough tykes o' Tarland. While on high ilka brow flung The bonnet and feather, And as dawn's ruddy glow flung Its fire o'er the heather, Round the auld parish kirk they March'd thrice ere they parted, And they swore on the dirk they War' true and leal-hearted: Then away o'er the hill, to Their graves in a far-land, While the echoes rang shrill to "The Rough Tykes o' Tarland." The rough tykes o' Tarland -- The dour loons o' Tarland -- But the cailachs spaed ill to The rough tykes o' Tarland. "'Tis but little we'll care for Foreboding or omen, When the claymore is bare for The Sassanach foemen; Let the Seer tell his dreams o' The white rose down-trodden, And the Baenshee's wild screams o' 'Culloden, Culloden!' Bid him rave to the linn wi' His havers frae star-land -- Bid the piper strike in wi' 'The Rough Tykes o' Tarland'!" The rough tykes o' Tarland -- The blythe blades o' Tarland -- To be sad seems a sin wi' The rough tykes o' Tarland. Though the lassies war' wae, yet The laddies war' lauchin', They war' keen for the brae, yet They paused at the clachan, And the rough lip was wet wi' The strong deoch-an-dhoras, While the wailin's war' met wi' The song's stormy chorus. "To yer hames, maids and dames, and Prepare wreath and garland; For oor names shall be fame's, and 'The Rough Tykes o' Tarland'!" The rough tykes o' Tarland -- The lost lads o' Tarland -- 'Twas the last o' King James and The rough tykes o' Tarland. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INDIA WHARF by SARA TEASDALE MILTON'S PRAYER [OF PATIENCE, OR, IN BLINDNESS] by ELIZABETH LLOYD HOWELL ROMAIOS by WILLAM GAY BALLANTINE ONLY A BABY SMALL by MATTHIAS BARR AUTHORS IN LONDON by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB ELEGY UPON DOCTOR CHADDERTON, THE FIRST MASTER OF EMANUEL COLLEGE by JOHN CLEVELAND |
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