The MacGregors’ gathering (Hugh S. Roberton)
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- (Posted 2023-12-04) CPDL #77808:
- Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2023-12-04). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 480 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: The MacGregors’ gathering
Composer: Hugh S. Roberton
Lyricist: Walter Scott
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Partsong
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
First published: 1916 J. Curwen & Sons
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Original text and translations
English text
Poem in Roberton’s setting is a variant from Scott’s published original.
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, Grigalach!
Gather, gather, gather.
Our signal for fight, which from monarchs we drew,
Must be heard but by night in our vengeful halloo!
Then, halloo, Grigalach! halloo, Grigalach!
Halloo, halloo, halloo, Grigalach.
Glen Orchy’s proud mountains, Coalchurn and her towers,
Glenstrae and Glen Lyon, no longer are ours:
We’re landless, landless, landless, Grigalach!
Landless, landless, landless.
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, Grigalach!
Vengeance, vengeance, vengeance.
While there’s leaves in the forest, and foam on the river,
MacGregor, despite them, shall flourish forever!
Come then, Grigalach, come then, Grigalach!
Come then, come then, come then.
Through 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.