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From: "WILLIAM JOHN SHEPHERD, SR." <>
Subject: Skye Boat Song
Date: Thu, 23 Oct 1997 10:49:27 -0500 (EST)
From:CUAVAX::SHEPHERW "WILLIAM JOHN SHEPHERD, SR." 13-JUN-1997 08:54:03.13
Subj:Skye Boat Song
Do not have any events to report on this friday the 13th, but send
these lyrics instead:
"Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry:
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye.
Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air:
Baffled our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head.
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield,
When the night came silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field.
Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men;
Yet, ere the sword cool in the sheath,
Charlie will come again."