Gathering Song of Donald the Black

 Pibroch of Donuil Dhu 
Pibroch of Donuil 
Wake thy wild voice anew, 
Summon Clan Conuil! 
Come away, come away, 
Hark to the summons! 
Come in your war-array, 
Gentles and commons.
 

Come from deep glen, and 
From mountain so rocky; 
The war-pipe and pennon 
Are at Inverlocky.
 
Come every hill-plaid, and 
True heart that wears one, 
Come every steel blade, and 
Strong hand that bears one.
 

Leave untended the herd, 
The flock without shelter; 
Leave the corpse uninterr’d, 
The bride at the altar; 
Leave the deer, leave the steer, 
Leave nets and barges: 
Come with your fighting gear, 
Broadswords and targes.
 

Come as the winds come, when 
Forests are rended, 
Come as the waves come, when 
Navies are stranded: 
Faster come, faster come, 
Faster and faster, 
Chief, vassal, page and groom, 
Tenant and master! 

Fast they come, fast they come; 
See how they gather! 
Wide waves the eagle plume 
Blended with heather.
 
Cast your plaids, draw your blades, 
Forward each man set! 
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu 
Knell for the onset!

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