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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Scotland: Vols. VI–VIII. 1876–79.

Culloden

Lochiel’s Farewell

By John Grieve (1781–1836)

CULLODEN, on thy swarthy brow

Spring no wild-flowers nor verdure fair;

Thou feel’st not summer’s genial glow,

More than the freezing wintry air.

For once thou drank’st the hero’s blood,

And war’s unhallowed footsteps bore;

Thy deeds unholy nature viewed,

Then fled, and cursed thee evermore.

From Beauly’s wild and woodland glens,

How proudly Lovat’s banners soar!

How fierce the plaided Highland clans

Rush onward with the broad claymore!

Those hearts that high with honor heave,

The volleying thunder there laid low;

Or scattered like the forest leaves,

When wintry winds begin to blow!

Where now thy honors, brave Lochiel?

The braided plumes torn from thy brow,

What must thy haughty spirit feel,

When skulking like the mountain roe!

While wild birds chant from Lochy’s bowers,

On April eve, their loves and joys,

The Lord of Lochy’s loftiest towers

To foreign lands an exile flies.

To his blue hills that rose in view,

As o’er the deep his galley bore,

He often looked and cried, “Adieu!

I ’ll never see Lochaber more!

Though now thy wounds I cannot feel,

My dear, my injured native land,

In other climes thy foe shall feel

The weight of Cameron’s deadly brand.

“Land of proud hearts and mountains gray,

Where Fingal fought and Ossian sung!

Mourn dark Culloden’s fateful day,

That from thy chiefs the laurel wrung.

Where once they ruled and roamed at will,

Free as their own dark mountain game,

Their sons are slaves, yet keenly feel

A longing for their father’s fame.

“Shades of the mighty and the brave,

Who, faithful to your Stuart, fell!

No trophies mark your common grave,

Nor dirges to your memory swell.

But generous hearts will weep your fate,

When far has rolled the tide of time;

And bards unborn shall renovate

Your fading fame in loftiest rhyme.”