IX.

Had I been there with sword in hand And fifty Camerons by, That day through high Dunedin's streets Had peal'd the slogan cry. Not all their troops of trampling horse, Nor might of mailed men-- Not all the rebels in the south Had borne us backwards then! Once more his foot on Highland heath Had stepp'd as free as air, Or I, and all who bore my name, Been laid around him there!