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To the Last
Clan Stewart of Appin, Clan MacGillvray too, Fell at Culloden, In the blood and dew. They fell two by two, and then ten by ten, Until twelve hundred dead, not sixty minutes in. ...At Culloden The highland charge failed, No victory as in the past. The British stood their ground and slaughtered, To the last. And when twelve hours had past and a wounded man gasped, The Butcher slaughtered again, and again, To the last And the last. ...At Culloden At Culloden they fell, The fathers and the sons, The brothers and the cousins, Of Scotland's bravest ones. Bonnie na'er should ha'e marched, His highlanders through the night. They may ha'e had the chance, To bring on the proper fight. ...At Culloden But the swords came down, as men crawled through the heather, Brits cut the Clans deep, Ruby blood on their feather. Through their hearts, Through their souls, Their lives given for this toll. A scar to their creed, And still Scotland weeps. ...At Culloden Graham Alexander Devenish
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