A Pack of Hypocrites

WHERE are the days that we have seen, When Phœbus shone fu’ bright, man, Days when fu’ merry we have been, When every one had right man; Now gloomy clouds do overshade, And spread wide over a’, man, Ill boding comets blaze o’er head, O whirry whigs awa’, man. Now ill appears with face fu’ […]

A Happie Harmonie

Argyll, I am informed that one Lietennant Colonell Stewart imployed heere (as it is sayd) by the Earle of Montrose, hes deponed something of his dealing with Traquaire, and that by him I should haue giuen asseurance of disposing of some vacant Places, to such persones as was joined in a laite Band with the […]

O Gleyd Argyll

“THE BONNIE HOUSE O’ AIRLIE.” The father of the late Earl of Airlie, for several years acted as Lord High Commissioner to the General Assembly of the Church of Scotland. Among his retainers were two pipers; and at a levee at Holyrood Palace, the Moderator of the Assembly requested that the pipers should play “The Bonnie House o’ Airlie.” His Lordship replied that he was not certain whether they would, as one of the pipers was an Ogilvie, and the other a Campbell, […]

MacGregor Despite Them

In that case, my Lord, if these be your principles, I shall not make it my principle to pay the interest, nor my interest to pay the principal; so if your Grace do not stand your share of the loss, you shall have no money from me. Robert Roy MacGregor to James Graham, Duke of […]

That Vice Runs Much in a Bloud

Reasons against the Restoration of Argyll Confiscated  Property.1 Some reasons why Archibald Campbell, sometime Lord Lorn, ought not to be restored to the honour or estate of his late father, Archibald, sometime Marquess of Argyle (“Argyll”):— BECAUSE it hath been alwaies held very dangerous, both for the interest of the Prince and peace of the people, […]

Là Inbhir Lòchaidh

Alasdair of sharp, biting blades, if you had the heroes of Mull with you, you would have stopped those who got away, as the dulse-eating rabble took to their heels. Alasdair, son of handsome Colla, skilled hand at cleaving castles, you put to flight the Lowland pale-face: what kale they had taken came out again. […]

Is It True That He’s a Traitor?

Montrose, Montrose, you were the rose You gave your life for loyalty But it’s no’ the hour for a rose tae flower Between the kirk and royalty Montrose Father, father, tell me, why do the horsemen ride Why do the troopers look so grim by Jamie Graham’s side Is it true that he’s a traitor, […]

Alasdair Mac Colla Chiotaich Mac Domhnuill

A figure of Gaelic folklore, Alasdair the son of Colla the Left-handed MacDonald was born into Clan Donald around 1610 on the island of Colonsay in the Outer Hebrides. As Clan Donald was spread across them, Mac Colla had experience of both the Scottish Highlands and Islands and the Gaeltacht of Ireland. A soldier like […]