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I am Miss Pancake Taylor. I have come from very far away to take care of my family Craig and Zita and Niamh and Emmet. Sometimes I have helpers; my friends the Blackthorn-Badgers. They are very old Scotsmen. I am very glad to meet you.

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

MacGregor's Gathering

The moon's on the lake and the mist's on the brae
The clan has a name that is nameless by day
Their signal to fight which from monarchs they drew
Is heard but by night in their vengeful halloo
Then hallo, hallo, halloo, Gregalach

Though they rob us of name and pursue us with beagles
Give their roofs to the flames and their flesh to the eagles

Then gather, gather, gather, Gregalach
Gather, gather, gather, Gregalach


While there's leaves in the forest and there's foam on the river
MacGregor despite them shall flourish for ever
Glenorchy's proud mountains,
Kilchurn and her towers
Glen Strae and Glen Lyon no.longer are ours

We're landless, landless, landless, Gregalach
Landless, landless, landless, Gregalach

Through the depths of Loch Katrine the steed shall career
Oe'r the peak of Ben Lomond the galley shall steer
And the rocks of Craigroyston like icicles melt
E'er our wrongs be forgot and our vengeance unfelt
Then halloo, halloo, halloo, Gregalach
If they rob us of name and pursue us with beagles
Give their roofs to the flame and their flesh to the eagles

Then gather, gather, gather, Gregalach
While there's leaves in the forest and foam on the river
MacGregor despite them shall flourish forever

Then gather, gather, gather gather
Gather, gather, gather, gather, gather
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Annon.

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