Brothers Angus and Roderick, Both Scottish sons, struck; Angus fatally... Roddy not, Roddy, more fortunate Scot. Eternally remembered, loved, Were Lost, injured and beloved, Dearly, calmly contemplated; Done, knew, and meditated. Revered through passing ages, While lacing histories pages; Angus's memories truly last, Always echoing through past. Safely you walk in freedom, And welcome as if you come; Here in freedom, as was won, Can bask in freedom's sun. Ewenart © Ewen A Morrison {Angus and Roderick, Scottish brothers}