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Hazel Whyte
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Jessie's Dream
Far awa' tae bonnie Scotland
Has my spirit ta'en its flight,
An' I saw my mither spinnin'
In our Highland hame at night;
I saw the kye a browsing
My father at the plough,
And the grand auld hills aboon them a',
Wad I could see them now!

Oh! leddy, while upon your knees,
Ye held my sleepin' head,
I saw the little Kirk at hame,
Where Tam and I were wed;
I heard the tune the pipers played,
I kenn'd its rise and fa'.
'Twas the wild Macgregor's slogan-
'Tis the grandest o' them a'.

Hark! surely I'm no wildly dreamin'
For I hear it plainly now -
Ye cannot, ye never heard it
On the far off mountain's brow;
For in your southern childhood,
Ye were nourish'd saft and warm,
Nor watch'd upon the cauld hillside
The risin' o' the storm.

Ay! now the soldiers hear it,
An' answer with a cheer,
As "The Campbells are a comin"
Falls on anxious ear.
The cannon's roar'd their thunder,
And the sappers work in vain,
For high aboon the din o' war
Resounds the welcome strain.


An' nearer still, an' nearer still,
An now again 'tis "Auld Lang Syne"
It's kindly notes like life bluid rin,
Rin through this puir sad heart o' mine;
Oh! leddy dinna swoon awa'!
Look up! the evil's past,
They're comin' now to dee wi' us,
Or save us at the last.

Then let us humbly, thankfully,
Down on our knees and pray,
For those who come thro' bluid and fire,
To rescue us this day.
That He may o'er them spread His shield,
Stretch forth His arm and save
Bold Havelock and his Highlanders,
The bravest o' the brave!
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated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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