Let Ireland exult in her heroes victorious
And England extol her Nelson so glorious!
Where’er far the valiant fond bosoms are glowing
The Scots may be proud of their Laird of Balgowan!
From Scotia’s famed land where his forefathers flourished,
And still where true valour and genius are nourished
To fight for his country, with zeal over-flowing
Away to the Wars went brave Graham of Balgowan!
Abercrombie and Moore, immortal in story,
His comrades in battle, and partners in glory,
Beheld with delight while his laurels were growing,
The Hero and Patriot in Graham of Balgowan!
For often at midnight the camp-cloak his cov’ring
While spirits benignant around him were hov’ring
He stole the repose which to nature was owing
To study this welfare who dwell at Balgowan!
On the Heights of Barrosa, arrived without slumber
The foe in battalion, and triple his number
He fought and he conquer’d — to France nobly showing
How Britons can triumph led on by Balgowan!
Whole legions were routed, their confidence shaken,
Guns, banners and generals, and squadrons were taken,
And those who escaped, with a sigh are bestowing
The mead of renown on the troops of Balgowan!
In mustering our force, when the battle is over
Affection bewails some lost friend or fond lover
But Fame’s golden trumpet shall never cease blowing
The names of the Heroes who vied with Balgowan!