Song Continued.
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But if beneath yon southern skyA plaided stranger roam,Whose drooping crest and stifled sigh,And sunken cheek and heavy eye,Pine for his Highland home;Then, warrior, then be thine to showThe care that soothes a wanderer's woe;Remember then thy hap erewhile,A stranger in the lonely isle. 'Or if on life's uncertain mainMishap shall mar thy sail;If faithful, wise, and brave in vain,Woe, want, and exile thou sustainBeneath the fickle gale;Waste not a sigh on fortune changed,On thankless courts, or friends estranged,But come where kindred worth shall smile,To greet thee in the lonely isle.'
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