.Too thin the line that charged the Heights,
and scrambled in the clay.
Too thin the Eastern Township Scot;
who showed them all the way.
And perhaps had you not fallen;
you might be what Brock became.
But not one in ten thousand knows your name.
To say the name, MacDonnell;
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