Culloden Poems - Poems about Culloden

I must awa and sorrowful be, I must awa and take leave of thee. My bonnie wee lass who holds me so near, I'll soon return to ye, my Bonnie, my dear. I must awa to Culloden to be sure, to battle the sassenach or we'll be nay more. I must awa with musket and bow, I must...

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Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promises broken. Lees an lees spout forth like watter Lives expended as if they dinnae matter, Feel the Jacobite spirit again,...

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ancestral colours rallying the clans Culloden day trip...

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Weekend away in medieval castle Traveling to Scotland on overnight train Read the account of Culloden battle Highlanders lost cherished domain. Eyes feeling heavy am swept away living the moment from long ago Brave clan tartans fought that day Historically painful tale of woe. Gossamer mist invades my dream Long dead minstrel sings of noble deed Ghostly features with passion gleam He's haunted by unspoken need His...

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The Spirits of Culloden. This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year, Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear. Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden, Paying respects to those loyal men and wimen, the spirits of Culloden. This is a tale of one such soul, a long time...

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The battles ower ,smoke settles ower the moor, Clans are broken flying aff tae the hills. Redcoated sodjers mingle with red Heilan blude, Killing the wounded in Drumossie mud. Oor Prince has fled leaving dreams in the dust, Of a Stuart oan the throne that was oor lust, like the heron scared of mans approach fleeing his home being taen awa tae...

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The shore it’s seen, calm so near, But rocks and swells deterrent to all, Prevent a landing? It is not clear, The Stuart Prince dismissed his fear, Landed his launch, and began the call. A call to arms, he encouraged the men, To fight their foe and rid them now, Of English rule and oppression's end, The courage of each...

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CULLODEN FORETOLD A man he once said ta'e me, You'll lay on heather, your gut will bleed. Near Inverness you should na'e be, Your end is there upon thee. I paid no heed, jumped to my feet, Charged through the Highlands, sword in sheath. Loyalty to the Stuarts was my belief, and to the end that will be. The charge has stalled, and is...

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Heathen warriors dressed in the plaid Victims of time and an evil brigade Pursue their beliefs far into the South Gaelic words from a Jacobite mouth Like bairns against many a gun The highlanders decided to run Not for home and to safety for sure But on, eyes glowing with revenge and more Years ago when those from the south they came Leaving thousands...

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Paler than the hills I walk I hear the bleat of sheep long still and see the thistles of the Saltire’s home, yet wear the weave of no clan’s name The red of my discordant neck carries the match of a thousand morning skies. When shepherds take warning and storms make wilful sport And those same maelstroms that play a dirge upon my soul. twist...

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16th April 1746 The day a country ceased to exist British Army, Hanoverian scum Defeated our Jacobite's Scotland's is on the run Our Tartans banished, bagpipes no more To lead our troops, to frighten the foe Cumberland's men hunt us down In every village and every town Massacred, slaughtered Wiped from our earth Erased from the country of our birth 2000 men died to fight...

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16th April 1746 The day a country ceased to exist British Army, Hanoverian scum Defeated our Jacobite's Scotland is on the run Our Tartans banished, bagpipes no more To lead our troops, to frighten the foe Cumberland's men hunt us down In every village and every town Massacred, slaughtered Wiped from our earth Erased from the country of our birth 2000 men died to fight...

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