Song #6 Poem by Christian Milne

LOUD beats the drum--to arms! to arms!
Bright bands in steel are glancing!
See PEGGY drest in sorrow's charms,
With mournful step advancing.
'Dear maid! wipe off that pearly drop,
'That in its source is swelling;
'Let these fair eyes look bright with Hope--
'Drive Fear to her dark dwelling!
'The brave alone deserve the fair,
'I go that you may prize me;
'Should I remain inglorious here,
'You justly might despise me.'
'I yield, brave youth! to war proceed;
'May all that's good defend you!
'Since Scottish heroes must succeed,
'May fairest Fame attend you!'