A HIGHLAND BARd's LAMENT. 105 



the clergy and other princes, but by the monarch Roderic himself; and 

 a title was hereby given to the King of England for the sovereignty of 

 Ireland, of a kind superior to any other, inasmuch as its delegation was 

 general and spontaneous. As to any other right to the sovereignty of 

 this kingdom, Henry will be found to possess none more legitimate or 

 better founded than that of any other conqueror, with the exception of 

 succession to the kingdom of Leinster, which he held in the person of 

 his subject Pembroke, who made it, along with the hand of Eva, an article 

 of stipulation previous to his granting to Dermod the assistance he 

 desired. 



A HIGHLAND BARD'S LAMENT, 



FOR THE PROSCRIPTION OF THE NATIONAL DRESS AFTER THE 



REBELLION. 



The famous Tartan which has braved 



The conflict of unnumbered years. 

 And in the wind of freedom waved. 



That o'er the mountain's crest careers. 

 No more must cheer our darkened sight. 



No more must o'er the breast expand. 

 Must vanish from the wild and height ; 



Such is the strangrer's dire command. 



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The lofty plume to which is given 



The hues and glory of the sky. 

 Must from its airy path be driven ; 



And in the depth of darkness lie. 

 The broad unblenching highland blade. 



Which our brave fathers proudly bore, 

 Must fall within neglect's black shade. 



And glad the mountain eye no more. 



Alas ! where is the glory gone. 



Which once along our mountains gleamed ; 

 And on our vanished fathers shone. 



Who ne'er of base dishonour dreamed ; 

 Through whom the noblest feelings flowed. 



Whose every thought was dauntless might ; 

 Where are their eyeballs' lightnings broad. 



The Saxon through the soul to amite. 



