English poem
THE LAST OF THE LEAL — DECEMBER 31, 1787
by Andrew Lang
Here's a health to every man Bore the brunt of wind and weather; Winnowed sore by Fortune's fan, Faded faith of chief and clan: Nairne and Caryl stand together; Here's a health to every man Bore the brunt of wind and weather;
Oh, round Charlie many ran, When his foot was on the heather, When his sword shone in the van. Now at ending of his span, Gask and Caryl stand together!
Ne'er a hope from plot or plan, Ne'er a hope from rose or heather; Ay, the King's a broken man; Few will bless, and most will ban. Nairne and Caryl stand together;
Help is none from Crown or clan, France is false, a fluttered feather; But Kings are not made by man, Till God end what God began, Nairne and Caryl stand together; Gask and Caryl stand together! Here's a health to every man Bore the brunt of wind and weather;