But Robin only held out his hand as if to ask for silence, and struck into the slow measure of a pibroch.
"Kidnapped" by Robert Louis Stevenson
He ordered the pipes to play in the van the ancient pibroch entitled, "HOGGIL NAM BO," etc.
"A Legend of Montrose" by Sir Walter Scott
At the same instant the faint strains of the pibroch were gently wafted to her embattled tower.
"Count Bunker" by J. Storer Clouston
And as the applause died down there rose the first low warning strains of the Pibroch.
"All Roads Lead to Calvary" by Jerome K. Jerome
The pibroch said to have been composed by Helen MacGregor is still in existence.
"Rob Roy, Volume 2., Illustrated" by Sir Walter Scott
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu, Knell for the onset!
"Lyra Heroica" by Various
He gloomed at her, and hissed between his teeth a Skye pibroch.
"Gilian The Dreamer" by Neil Munro
Oh, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale, vol.
"The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volume VI" by Various
Oh, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale, vol.
"The Modern Scottish Minstrel, Volumes I-VI." by Various
The most striking examples of Scotch music are the pibrochs and strathspeys.
"Lippincott's Magazine, Vol. 26, August, 1880" by Various
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"Thou only saw'st their tartans wave,
As down Benvoirlich's side they wound,
Heard'st but the pibroch answering brave,
To many a target clanking round.
"Glenfinlas; or, Lord Ronald's Coronach" by Sir Walter Scott
Ken ye why we weep? Think ye that they sleep,
Ilka man on his ain bluidy brae,
Ilk ane whar he died wi' a faeman by his side,
An' the pibroch can wauk him na mae?
"The Ghost's Return" by Sydney Thompson Dobell
"MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS, my lad,
With pibrochs and reels you are driving me mad.
If you really must play on that cursed affair,
My goodness! play something resembling an air."
"Ellen McJones Aberdeen" by William Schwenck Gilbert
No other could wake such detestable groans,
With reed and with chaunter - with bag and with drones:
All day and ill night he delighted the chiels
With sniggering pibrochs and jiggety reels.
"Ellen McJones Aberdeen" by William Schwenck Gilbert
O, heard ye yon pibroch sound sad in the gale,
Where a band cometh slowly with weeping and wail?
'Tis the chief of Glenara laments for his dear;
And her sire and her people are called to her bier.
"Glenara" by Thomas Campbell
Then the Highlanders attacked them left and right,
And oh! it was a gorgeoua and an inspiring sight;
For a fierce hand to hand struggle raged for a time,
While the pibrochs skirled aloud, oh! the scene was sublime.
"General Roberts in Afghanistan" by William Topaz McGonagall