Blàr Chùil Lodair

The Battle of Culloden (1746) by David Morier, oil on canvas.

Cold winds on the moors blow.
Warm the enemy’s fires glow.
Like the harvest of Culloden,
Pain and fear and death grow.

‘Twas love of our prince drove us all to Drumossie,
But in scarcely the time that it takes me to tell,
The flower of our country lay scorched by an army,
As ruthless and red as the embers of hell.

Red Campbell the Fox did the work of the English.
MacDonald in anger did no work at all.
With musket and cannon against honour and courage.
The invading men stood while our clansmen did fall.

Culloden’s Harvest, Déanta.

Published by Christian Clay Columba Campbell

Christian Clay Columba Campbell is a Roman Catholic of the Anglican Use. As Senior Warden of the Cathedral of the Incarnation (Orlando, FL), he organised the process by which the parish accepted the Apostolic Constitution Anglicanorum coetibus, petitioning to join the Catholic Church. The Anglican Cathedral is now the Church of the Incarnation in the Personal Ordinariate of the Chair of St. Peter. Personal queries should be directed to me at eccentricbliss dot com.

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