Plamenev - M’pherson’s Farewell

Plamenev - M’Pherson’s Farewell
Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
The wretch's destinie!
M'Pherson's time will not be long
On yonder gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath?
On many a bloody plain
I've dared his face, and in this place
I scorn him yet again!
-Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
Sae dauntingly gaed he;
He play'd a tune, and danc'd it round,
Below the gallows-tree.