Lines Written at the Request of the Highland Society in London

WRITTEN AT THE REQUEST OF THE HIGHLAND SOCIETY IN LONDON,
WHEN MET TO COMMEMORATE THE 21ST OF MARCH, THE DAY OF
VICTORY IN EGYPT , 1809.

Pledge to the much-loved land that gave us birth!
Invincible romantic Scotia's shore!
Pledge to the memory of her parted worth!
And first, amidst the brave, remember Moore!

And be it deemed not wrong that name to give
In festive hours which prompts the patriot's sigh!
Who would not envy such as Moore to live?
And died he not as heroes wish to die?

Yes! though, too soon attaining glory's goal,
To us his bright career too short was given,
Yet in a mighty cause his phoenix soul
Rose on the flames of victory to Heaven!

How oft, if beats in subjugated Spain
One patriot heart, in secret shall it mourn
For him! how oft on far Corunna's plain
Shall British exiles weep upon his urn!

Peace to the mighty dead! Our bosom thanks
In sprightlier strains the living may inspire!
Joy to the chiefs that lead old Scotia's ranks,
Of Roman garb and more than Roman fire!

Triumphant be the thistle still unfurled,
Dear symbol wild! On Freedom's hills it grows,
Where Fingal stemmed the tyrants of the world,
And Roman eagles found unconquered foes.

Joy to the band — this day on Egypt's coast
Whose valour tamed proud France's tricolor,
And wrenched the banner from her bravest host,
Baptized invincible in Austria's gore!

Joy for the day on red Vimeira's strand
When, bayonet to bayonet opposed,
First of Britannia's host her Highland band
Gave but the death-shot once, and foremost closed!

Is there a son of generous England here
Or fervid Erin? — he with us shall join
To pray that in eternal union dear
The rose, the shamrock, and the thistle twine!

Types of a race who shall the invader scorn,
As rocks resist the billows round their shore;
Types of a race who shall to time unborn
Their country leave unconquered as of yore!
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