Wild Thistles - Jacobite Rebellion
Weeping Still
by Emily S. Parker
( From the album - 'Children of the Gaels' )
They lay among the heather
In the groves among the green
Wilst all around them on the ground
The corpse-candle bloomed bright.
Half our braw young lads lay down
In repose-the final kind
And half again were cut in twain
And hollow shone the moon
Our steel rang loud as heaven's cry
Still now, in silence deafening
Our sons no more will come to door
Their blood now sows the soil
Would they had been dragon's teeth
Sown deep with outrage-George's bane
To rise again with Scotland's rain
Still yet in silence lay
Yet in our pride we can't forget
Our minds' won't quite bend to the task
And in our heart we know our part
Remember Culloden.
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Emily S. Parker
e_s_parker@yahoo.com
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