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Hazel Whyte
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I Once Loved A
I once love a lass and I loved her so weel
I hated all others who spoke of her ill
But now she’s rewarded me well for my love
For she’s gaun to be wed to another.

I saw my love to the church go
With bridegroom and brides maidens she made
afine show
And I followed on with my heart fu’ o’ woe
She was gaun tae be wed tae another

I saw my love sit doon tae dine
As I sat doon beside her I poured oot the wine
I drank to the lassie that should o’ been mine
Even though she’d been wed tae another.

The men o’ the forest they askit o’ me
How many strawberries grow in the salt sea
I answered them a’ wi’ a tear in my ee
How many ships sail in the forest?

Dig me a grave and dig it sae deep
And cover me over my head to my feet
And I will lie doon and tak a lang sleep
And maybe in time I’ll forget her
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Were the outdated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
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
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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