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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538938" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ellen McJones Aberdeen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN<br>Was the son of an elderly labouring man;<br>You've guessed him a Scotchman, shrewd reader, at sight,<br>And p'r'aps altogether, shrewd reader, you're right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the bonnie blue Forth to the lovely Deeside,<br>Round by Dingwall and Wrath to the mouth of the Clyde,<br>There wasn't a child or a woman or man<br>Who could pipe with CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No other could wake such detestable groans,<br>With reed and with chaunter - with bag and with drones:<br>All day and ill night he delighted the chiels<br>With sniggering pibrochs and jiggety reels.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He'd clamber a mountain and squat on the ground,<br>And the neighbouring maidens would gather around<br>To list to the pipes and to gaze in his een,<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All loved their McCLAN, save a Sassenach brute,<br>Who came to the Highlands to fish and to shoot;<br>He dressed himself up in a Highlander way,<br>Tho' his name it was PATTISON CORBY TORBAY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">TORBAY had incurred a good deal of expense<br>To make him a Scotchman in every sense;<br>But this is a matter, you'll readily own,<br>That isn't a question of tailors alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Sassenach chief may be bonily built,<br>He may purchase a sporran, a bonnet, and kilt;<br>Stick a skein in his hose - wear an acre of stripes -<br>But he cannot assume an affection for pipes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">CLONGLOCKETY'S pipings all night and all day<br>Quite frenzied poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY;<br>The girls were amused at his singular spleen,<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS, my lad,<br>With pibrochs and reels you are driving me mad.<br>If you really must play on that cursed affair,<br>My goodness! play something resembling an air.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Boiled over the blood of MACPHAIRSON McCLAN -<br>The Clan of Clonglocketty rose as one man;<br>For all were enraged at the insult, I ween -<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Let's show,&quot; said McCLAN, &quot;to this Sassenach loon<br>That the bagpipes CAN play him a regular tune.<br>Let's see,&quot; said McCLAN, as he thoughtfully sat,<br>&quot;'IN MY COTTAGE' is easy - I'll practise at that.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He blew at his &quot;Cottage,&quot; and blew with a will,<br>For a year, seven months, and a fortnight, until<br>(You'll hardly believe it) McCLAN, I declare,<br>Elicited something resembling an air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was wild - it was fitful - as wild as the breeze -<br>It wandered about into several keys;<br>It was jerky, spasmodic, and harsh, I'm aware;<br>But still it distinctly suggested an air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Sassenach screamed, and the Sassenach danced;<br>He shrieked in his agony - bellowed and pranced;<br>And the maidens who gathered rejoiced at the scene -<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Hech gather, hech gather, hech gather around;<br>And fill a' ye lugs wi' the exquisite sound.<br>An air fra' the bagpipes - beat that if ye can!<br>Hurrah for CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fame of his piping spread over the land:<br>Respectable widows proposed for his hand,<br>And maidens came flocking to sit on the green -<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morning the fidgety Sassenach swore<br>He'd stand it no longer - he drew his claymore,<br>And (this was, I think, in extremely bad taste)<br>Divided CLONGLOCKETTY close to the waist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! loud were the wailings for ANGUS McCLAN,<br>Oh! deep was the grief for that excellent man;<br>The maids stood aghast at the horrible scene -<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It sorrowed poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY<br>To find them &quot;take on&quot; in this serious way;<br>He pitied the poor little fluttering birds,<br>And solaced their souls with the following words:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Oh, maidens,&quot; said PATTISON, touching his hat,<br>&quot;Don't blubber, my dears, for a fellow like that;<br>Observe, I'm a very superior man,<br>A much better fellow than ANGUS McCLAN.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They smiled when he winked and addressed them as &quot;dears,&quot;<br>And they all of them vowed, as they dried up their tears,<br>A pleasanter gentleman never was seen -<br>Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Schwenck+Gilbert">William Schwenck Gilbert</a><div class=q>
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Was the son of an elderly labouring man;
You've guessed him a Scotchman, shrewd reader, at sight,
And p'r'aps altogether, shrewd reader, you're right.

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