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You have forced a friend to take thy life,
Who would have bled to save it.
Who would have bled to save it.
Why should I mourn for this sad deed,
Since now it can’t be mended!
My happiness that seemed so nigh,
By one rash stroke is ended.
An exile into some strange land,
To fly I know not whether!
I must not see my lovely Ann,
Since I have slain her brother!
Since now it can’t be mended!
My happiness that seemed so nigh,
By one rash stroke is ended.
An exile into some strange land,
To fly I know not whether!
I must not see my lovely Ann,
Since I have slain her brother!
But casting round his mournful eyes,
To see if none were nigh them;
There he espied the young Glengyle,
Who like the wind came flying.
I'm come too late to stop the strife,
But since thou art victorious,
I’ll be revenged, or lose my life;
My honour bids me do this.
To see if none were nigh them;
There he espied the young Glengyle,
Who like the wind came flying.
I'm come too late to stop the strife,
But since thou art victorious,
I’ll be revenged, or lose my life;
My honour bids me do this.
I know your bravery young Glengyle,
Though of life I'm now regardless,
Why am I forced my friends to kill?
See brave M‘Van lies breathless.
Unhappy lad, put up thy blade,
Tempt me no more I pray thee;
This sword that pierced the ’Squire so rude,
Soon in the dust shall lay thee.
Though of life I'm now regardless,
Why am I forced my friends to kill?
See brave M‘Van lies breathless.
Unhappy lad, put up thy blade,
Tempt me no more I pray thee;
This sword that pierced the ’Squire so rude,
Soon in the dust shall lay thee.
Does it become so brave a Knight?
Does blood so much affright thee?
Does blood so much affright thee?
