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Ye much confound me with your violent words. I can in battle strive, as well ye know: But how to strive with you, ye violent men, My spirit knows not.

Decide—decide, Maclean: the choice is thine To be our chieftain, leading forth thy bands, As heretofore thy valiant father did, Against our ancient foe, or be the husband, Despised, forsaken, cursed, of her thou prizest More than thy clan and kindred.

Make thy choice. Benlora wont, in better times, to lead us Against the Campbells, with a chieftain's power, Shall, with the first blast of his warlike horn, If so he will it, round his standard gather Thy rous'd and valiant vassals to a man.

Ha! go your thoughts to this? Desert me so? My vassals so desert me?