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| 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 Were the outdated union not of some very high value to England and the English, why would they fight so to try to keep it?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. |
When France had her assistance lent, A royal prince to Scotland sent, Towards the north his course he bent, His name was Royal Charlie, Our gallant Scottish prince was clad, Wi' bonnet blue and tartan plaid, An' oh, he was a handsome lad, Few could compare wi' Charlie. An oh, but you've been lang o' comin, Lang, lang, lang o' comin' O but ye've been lang o' comin', Welcome Royal Charlie. Around ilk valiant kilted clan, Let Highland hearts lead on the van, And charge the foe, claymore in hand, For sake o' Royal Charlie. O welcome, Charlie, o'er the main, Our Highland hills are a' your ain, Thrice welcome to our isle again, Our gallant Royal Charlie. Oh, but you've been lang o' comin, Lang, lang, lang o' comin' O but ye've been lang o' comin', Welcome Royal Charlie. From a the wilds o' Caledon We'll gather ever hardy son, Til thousands to his standard run, And rally round Prince Charlie. Come let the flowing quaich go round, And boldly bid the pibroch sound. Til every glen and rock resound The name of Royal Charlie. Oh, but you've been lang o' comin, Lang, lang, lang o' comin' O but ye've been lang o' comin', Welcome Royal Charlie. |
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