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|A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !
|In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.
Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:
Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.
By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!
Choose your destiny.
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182 OVERGATE, DUNDEE.
I have a ship in the North Country,
And she goes by the name of the Golden Vanity
I am afraid she will be taken by some Spanish Galleon,
Aa she sails in the Lowlands Law.
Then up starts our little Cabin boy [distroy,"
Saying, "Master, what will you give me if I do them
"I'll give you gold and you shall have my daughter also,
If you sink them in th Lowlands Low."
Undanted and bold away he jumped in,
The boy bent his brest and most gallantly did swim,
He swam till he came to this Spanish Galleon,
Aa she lay in the Lowlands Low.
The boy had an auger, to bore holes two at once,
When some were playing cards, and some were playing
He let in the water and it dazzled in there eyes,
And he eunk them in the Lowlands Low.
The boy bent his brest and away he swam,
Saying, "Master, take me up or I shall be slain,
For I have effected their total overthrow,
And have sunk shem in the Lowlands Low."
"I'll not take you up," the Master he cried,
"I'll not take you up," the Master replied,— [the tide,
"I will kill you, I will shoot you, I will send you with
I will sink you in the Lowlands Low."
The boy he swan, all by the starboard side,
Until his strenth it failed him, then bittterl he cried,
Saying. "Messmates take me up, for I surely shall be
For I have sunk the in Lowlands Low."
His Massmates took him up, but on the deck he died,
O then they sowed him up in an old cow's hide,
And they threw him overbord to go with the tide
And they sunk him in the Lowland Low.
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