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| She Moved Through The Fair |






































| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
| My young love said to me , my mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kine And she moved her way from me these words she did say It will not be long love until our wedding day All the people were saying that no two were ever wed, And that one has the sorrow that never was said. She moved her way from me with her goods and her gear, But that was the last time that I saw my dear. And she moved her way from me, and she moved through the fair So fondly I watched her move here and move there As she moved homeward just one star awake Like a swan in the evening moves over the lake I dreamt it last night that my dead love came in So softly she came her feet made no din She sat close beside me, and this she did say Oh, it will not be long love until our wedding day |
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