Poem by Christian Milne

Song 6 (Loud beats the drum--to arms! to arms!)

LOUD beats the drum--to arms! to arms!
Bright bands in steel are glancing!
See PEGGY drest in sorrow's charms,
With mournful step advancing.
"Dear maid! wipe off that pearly drop,
"That in its source is swelling;
"Let these fair eyes look bright with Hope--
"Drive Fear to her dark dwelling!
"The brave alone deserve the fair,
"I go that you may prize me;
"Should I remain inglorious here,
"You justly might despise me."
"I yield, brave youth! to war proceed;
"May all that's good defend you!
"Since Scottish heroes must succeed,
"May fairest Fame attend you!"

1. When in Dread of My Husband’s Safety at Sea
2. The Inconstant Lover
3. Song 8 (Cool evening invites--let us stray)
4. Written on the Morning of the Communion Sabbath
5. Written in Early Spring, 1795

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