Littell's Living Age/Volume 149/Issue 1921/The Highland Tartan

by Janetta Manners

The Highland Tartan

 

Dear to each Highland soldier's heart
     The Tartan of his clan,
Symbol of glory and of pride
     To every Highland man,
Whether he dwell 'mid Athole's hills,
     Or where the winding Tay,
By Birnam's glens and forests fair,
     To ocean wends its way;
Or nearer to the northern star,
     Where snows the mountain crown,
And towering over silver lakes,
     Stern peaks of granite frown.

In every country, far or near,
     Where Highland men are known,
The Tartan plaid is greeted still
     With homage all its own.
Still to the pibroch's stirring strains
     On many a foreign shore,
The Highland clans press nobly on
     To victory, as of yore.
True to traditions of the past,
     True to their ancient fame,
May Caledonia's children add
     Fresh glories to her name.