Noeline Kyle A webpage to support the writing and publishing of family history
Kyle Family - http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Acres/4857/

If you would like to create your own arms, a good general discussion is found HERE:
The three candles against a gold shield was taken by "Kyle of that Ilk" in 1565, so unless you can prove descent from that fellow (through the eldest son of each generation no less) you should choose arms with a modification -- something personal to you.
If you would like help to create your own arms, free assistance is here: International Association of Amateur Heralds
When you are ready to go ahead you can contact the appropriate authority:
Court of Lord Lyon King of Arms, for those who can prove Scottish ancestry, own Scottish property (over 1/4 acre), or have an American ancestor prior to 1783 College of Arms, for those who can prove English ancestry, or an American ancestor prior to 1783 Office of the Chief Herald of Ireland, Irish Genealogical Office Canadian Heraldry Authority Office of New Zealand Herald of Arms Extraordinary State Herald & Bureau of Heraldry, Republic of South AfricaAmerican College of Heraldry The American College of Heraldry is not connected to any official body but is a resource for Americans.
The Society of Scottish Armigers For those who have Scottish Arms.
Court of Chivalry in Session
Lyon Presents Arms to a Masonic Lodge

A partial history of the Kyle, Kile, Coyle family in America with some Scotch, Irish and English background.
BOD Order Number: WB1-OP24229-001
University Microfilm inc
3132 north first street
Ann Arbor Mich
(734)-761-4700
Email:
[email protected]Or you can also buy a reprint HERE
Beautiful hand drawn map of "Cola Provincia"
from Blaeu’s Atlas of Scotland, 1654, (http://www.nls.uk/digitallibrary/map/early/blaeu/937.html) available in digital form from:National Library of Scotland
George IV Bridge
Edinburgh
EH1 1EW
Scotland, UK
Aerial View of Coylton
Kyle Music:
Paul Kyle Inspirational The Flame (Sample Clip)
The Flame Lyrics
Does the flame burn brighter
In your hand than it burned
In the hand of our father
When he said, "It’s your turn?"
Take the torch of faith
Run throughout the land
Let the flame burn bright
Within you."
When our fathers joined in that pilgrim band
They were searching for a Promised Land
They saw from afar what we know is near
As the one who loved and bought us.
When our fathers erred they were weak like us
Times they failed to love, times they failed to trust
But if we forgive then our hearts will burn
As the one who loved and bought us.
Run the race with strength, run the race with skill
Never speaking false, never thinking ill
Press toward the mark for the greatest prize
Of the one who loved and bought us.
When this age shall end and the time has come
For the trump to sound and our Lord to come
Then as one we’ll rise and our flame unite
With the one who loved and bought us.
The Battle Of Sherramuir
Robert Burns Original
Standard English Translation
The Battle Of Sherramuir
1.
'O, cam ye here the fight to shun,
Or herd the sheep wi' me, man?
Or were ye at the Sherra-moor,
Or did the battle see, man?'
'I saw the battle, sair and teugh,
And reekin-red ran monie a sheugh;
My heart for fear gae sough for sough,
To hear the thuds, and see the cluds
O' clans frae woods in tartan duds,
Wha glaum'd at kingdoms three, man.
2.
'The red-coat lads wi' black cockauds
To meet them were na slaw, man:
They rush'd and push'd and bluid outgush'd,
And monie a bouk did fa', man!
The great Argyle led on his files,
I wat they glanc'd for twenty miles;
They hough'd the clans like nine-pin kyles,
They hack'd and hash'd, while braid-swords clash'd,
And thro' they dash'd, and hew'd and smash'd,
Till fey men died awa, man.
3.
'But had ye seen the philibegs
And skyrin tartan trews, man,
When in the teeth they daur'd our Whigs
And Covenant trueblues, man!
In lines extended lang and large,
When baig'nets o'erpower'd the targe,
And thousands hasten'd to the charge,
Wi' Highland wrath they frae the sheath
Drew blades o' death, till out o' breath
They fled like frighted dows, man!'
4.
'O, how Deil! Tam, can that be true?
The chase gaed frae the north, man!
I saw mysel, they did pursue
The horseman back to Forth, man;
And at Dunblane, in my ain sight,
They took the brig wi' a' their might,
And straught to Stirling wing'd their flight;
But cursed lot! the gates were shut,
And monie a huntit poor red-coat,
For fear amaist did swarf, man!'
5.
'My sister Kate cam up the gate
Wi' crowdie unto me, man:
She swoor she saw some rebels run
To Perth and to Dundee, man!
Their left-hand general had nae skill;
The Angus lads had nae good will
That day their neebors' bluid to spill;
For fear by foes that they should lose
Their cogs o' brose, they scar'd at blows,
And hameward fast did flee, man.
6.
'They've lost some gallant gentlemen,
Amang the Highland clans, man!
I fear my Lord Panmure is slain,
Or in his en'mies' hands, man.
Now wad ye sing this double flight,
Some fell for wrang, and some for right,
But monie bade the world guid-night:
Say, pell and mell, wi' muskets' knell
How Tories fell, and Whigs to Hell
Flew off in frighted bands, man!'
The Battle Of Sheriffmuir
'O, came you here the fight to shun,
Or herd the sheep with me, man?
Or were you at the Sheriffmuir,
Or did the battle see, man?'
'I saw the battle, sore and tough,
And reeking red ran many a ditch;
My heart for fear gave sigh for sigh,
To hear the thuds, and see the clouds
Of clans from woods in tartan clothes,
Who grasped at kingdoms three, man.
'The red-coat lads with black cockades
To meet them were not slow, man:
They rushed and pushed and blood outgushed,
And many a body did fall, man!
The great Argyle led on his files,
I know they shown for twenty miles;
They knocked the clans like nine-pin skittles,
They hacked and hashed, while broad-swords clashed,
And through they dashed, and hewed and smashed,
Till fated men died away, man.
'But had you seen the kilts
And flaring tartan trousers, man,
When in the teeth they dared our Whigs
And Covenant true blues, man!
In lines extended long and large,
When bayonets over powered the targe (shield),
And thousands hastened to the charge,
With Highland wrath they from the sheath
Drew blades of death, till out of breath
They fled like frightened pigeons, man!'
'O, how the Devil! Tam, can that be true?
The chase went from the north, man!
I saw myself, they did pursue
The horseman back to the river Forth, man;
And at Dunblane, in my own sight,
They took the bridge with all their might,
And straight to Stirling winged their flight;
But cursed lot! the gates were shut,
And many a hunted poor red-coat,
For fear almost did swoon, man!'
'My sister Kate came up the road
With oatmeal gruel unto me, man:
She swore she saw some rebels run
To Perth and to Dundee, man!
Their left-hand general had no skill;
The Angus lads had no good will
That day their neighbours' bluid to spill;
For fear by foes that they should lose
Their mugs of porridge, they scared at blows,
And homeward fast did flee, man.
'They have lost some gallant gentlemen,
Among the Highland clans, man!
I fear my Lord Panmure is slain,
Or in his enemies' hands, man.
Now would you sing this double flight,
Some fell for wrong, and some for right,
But many bade the world good night:
Say, pell and mell, with muskets' knell
How Tories fell, and Whigs to Hell
Flew off in frightened bands, man!'
Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene

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When the sun has gone down on the dark western islands
Our work is all done for a while.
Then we gather together whatever the weather
And drive to the dancing in Kyle
Now there's Marie and Duncan and Morag and Callum
Fiona and Kenna and Dawn
And were driving from Dornie Glenelg and Killinen
And laughing as we race along.
2. Now Rory will sing of the beauties of Isley
And Seamus of Stornaway's isle
And the finest of dancers will show us the lancers
When we go to the dancing in Kyle
Theres the swirl o the kilt and the skirl o the pipes
And Ken Masons accordion band
And its ah for the eightsome and ah for the jig
And the dashing white seargent is grand.
3. Soon the dawn will be showing the great mountains glowing
And we must drive many a mile
But we'll leave Inverinate and Ardelve and Dornie
Next time that there's dancing in Kyle
And we'll laugh and we'll sing and we'll hueoch and we'll swing
And we'll set to our partners in style
For there's nothing so grand in the whole of the land
As to drive to the dancing in Kyle.
Hotels/Guest Houses
Tel: 01599 534204 Fax: 01599 534932
Email: [email protected]
Web:
www.kylehotel.co.uk
Coila Guest
House
10
Beautiful Victorian House, offering luxury accommodation.
Kyle Farmhouse,
At the Kyle Farmhouse in
Kyle, Tinahely,
Co. Wicklow
Tel: +353 (0) 59 6471341
Email:
[email protected]
Web:
www.kylefarm.com
Opening Times: 1 April - 10 October
Misc
Here is the address for an interesting map site - you can
type in a
surname, and select from a choice of years - 1850 - 1990, and the
display will show you a map of the USA and a color coding for the
frequency of that name found in the States:
http://www.hamrick.com/names/index.html
Founded in 1884, Kyle Insurance Brokers, is the oldest insurance brokerage in Ireland.

Scottish/General
Ayrshire Roots Web Site Full of information about Ayrshire and Kyle
Rampant Scotland Directory of Scottish Websites
Electric Scotland Over 12,000 pages on the history of Scotland and the Scots
SCOTS Magazine
A page for the Kyle family is available
HERE
Please advise your Members and invite them to take a Trial subscription to
SCOTS. In return we will donate $1 back to the clan.

