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Living, shall forfeit fair renown
And, doubly dying, shall go down
to the vile dust, from where he spring
unswept unhonored and missing
O Caledonia! Stern and wild,
[] nurse for a poetic child!
Laud of brown heath and shaggy wrock,
Laud of the mountain and the flood,
Laud of my sires! What mortal hand
Comeer make the filial band,
That knots me to thy rugged strand!
Scott
Bruce to his Army
I Scots, what hae W Willace bled,
Scots, whom Bruce often led
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to Victory:
II. Nows the day and now's the hour,
See the frost of Battle dour
See approach proud Edward's Power
Chains and Slavery
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