Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Won over

I thought today was awesome before, but... For the first time in my life, I've won something! Today is not just great, it is a day that shall be remembered forever in the annals of giddy histrionics!

Really, though, I am so excited and so proud to be the recipient of Scotland for the Senses' tartan scarf giveaway! The day it arrives is officially designated for PHOTO OPPORTUNITIES. In the meantime, here is a wonderful poem by Sir Walter Scott, called MacGregor's Gathering. Needless to say, it occupies a special place in my heart, nestled down amongst the thistle.

MacGregor's Gathering

The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the brae,
And the clan has a name that is nameless by day;
Then gather, gather, gather, Gregalach!
Gather, gather, gather.

Our signal for fight, which from monarchs we drew,
Must be heard but by night in our vengeful halloo.
Then halloo, halloo, halloo, Gregalach!
Halloo, halloo, halloo.

Glen Orchy'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.

But doomed and deserted by vassal and lord,
MacGregor has still both his heart and his sword.
Then courage, courage, courage, Gregalach!
Courage, courage, courage.

If they rob us of name and pursue us with beagles,
Give their roofs to the flame and their flesh to the eagles!
Then vengeance, vengeance, vengeance, Gregalach!
Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance.

While there's leaves in the forest and foam on the river,
MacGregor despite them shall flourish forever.
Come then, Gregalach! Come then, Gregalach!
Come then, come then, come then.

Though the depths of Loch Katrine the steed shall career,
O'er the peak of Ben Lomond the galley shall steer,
And the rocks of Craig Royston like icicles melt,
Ere our wrongs be forgot, or our vengeance unfelt.

Then halloo, halloo, halloo, Gregalach!
Halloo, halloo, halloo.

Here's more information about the MacGregor clan history. :] If you're reading this, I hope your day is as blessed as mine has been! Journals to come later.

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