by Frederick E. Weatherly (1848 - 1929)
Angus MacDonald
Language: English
O sad were the homes on the mountain and glen when Angus Macdonald march'd off with his men; O sad was my heart, when we sobb'd our good bye, and he marched to the battle, maybe to die! O Angus Macdonald, the loch is so drear, and gloomy the mountains, for thou art not near; O Angus, my own, in the camps oversea, I'm waiting and longing, and praying for thee.1 O, hark! there's a stir, in the trees in the glen! ['Tis]2 the call of the pibrochs! the marching of men! The echoes are waking on forest and [scaur]3, 'tis Angus my own, coming home from the war!
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1 Here Röckel adds the following stanza:
3 Röckel: "scar"
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1 Here Röckel adds the following stanza:
O, Father of mercies, humbly I pray, Thou seest the fight and the camp far away, O, watch o'er my Angus and bring him to me, For Thou canst defend him where'er he may be.2 Röckel: "There's"
3 Röckel: "scar"
Authorship:
- by Frederick E. Weatherly (1848 - 1929), "Angus MacDonald" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Joseph Leopold Roeckel (1838 - 1923), "Angus MacDonald", published 1882 [voice and piano], Chicago: Root & Sons [text verified 1 time]
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This text was added to the website: 2012-04-05
Line count: 12
Word count: 109