  Why shrouded in gloom is Clan Chattan? Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Tears circle the crest of Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Ochone! our light is reft, Burning too brief, Ochone! the darkness left, Fills us with grief. Streamlets are singing woe, Torrents in sorrow flow, Flow'rets on ev'ry leaf, Bear the red dew of grief. Ochone! the Beam of Clan Chattan is low.— Deep-bosomed the woe of Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Far rings the lament of Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Ochone! our joy-lit star, Sunk in the night. Ochone! his soul afar, Swiftly took flight: Hero-sires welcomed him, Pealing their deathless hymn, Loud on their happy shore, Angels the pÆan bore: Ochone! the Pride of Clan Chattan sleeps on.— Still brightly he smiles on Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! His spirit is guarding Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Clan Chattan! Ochone! his mem'ry lives, Ever in bloom. Ochone! its beauty gives Light to his tomb: Matrons and maidens mourn, Life in its glory shorn, Stalwart sons, fathers grey, Dash the sad tear away. Ochone! the Love FOOTNOTES: |
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