Rob Roy Macgregor.
[This is introduced as a finale to the opera of "Rob Roy," and is sung to the tune of "Duncan Gray." Terry manufactured the opera from Sir Walter's celebrated novel of "Rob Roy," but we cannot say who is the author of the song.]
Pardon now the bold outlaw,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Grant him mercy, gentles a',
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Let your hands and hearts agree,
Set the Highland laddie free,
Make us sing wi' muckle glee,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Long the state has doom'd his fa',
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Still he spurn'd the hatefu' law,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Scots can for their country die;
Ne'er frae Britain's foes they flee,
A' that's past forget—forgie,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Scotland's fear and Scotland's pride,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Your award must now abide,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!
Lang your favours ha'e been mine,
Favours I will ne'er resign,
Welcome then for auld langsyne,
Rob Roy Macgregor, O!