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The Anglian lion, the terror of France,
 Oft prowling, ensanguin’d the Tweed’s silver flood;
But, taught by the bright Caledonian lance,
 He learnèd to fear in his own native wood.


The fell Harpy-raven took wing from the north,
 The scourge of the seas, and the dread of the shore;
The wild Scandinavian boar issued forth
 To wanton in carnage and wallow in gore:
O’er countries and kingdoms their fury prevail’d,
 No arts could appease them, no arms could repel;
But brave Cal...Read more of this...

...of every soil;
Nor need he hunt as far as Rome or Greece,
To gather matter for a serious piece;
There’s themes enow in Caledonian story,
Would shew the Tragic Muse in a’ her glory.—


 Is there no daring Bard will rise and tell
How glorious Wallace stood, how hapless fell?
Where are the Muses fled that could produce
A drama worthy o’ the name o’ Bruce?
How here, even here, he first unsheath’d the sword
’Gainst mighty England and her guilty Lord;
And after mony a bloody, deat...Read more of this...

...lever;
The teeth o’ time may gnaw Tantallan,
 But thou’s for ever.


Thou paints auld Nature to the nines,
In thy sweet Caledonian lines;
Nae gowden stream thro’ myrtle twines,
 Where Philomel,
While nightly breezes sweep the vines,
 Her griefs will tell!


In gowany glens thy burnie strays,
Where bonie lasses bleach their claes,
Or trots by hazelly shaws and braes,
 Wi’ hawthorns gray,
Where blackbirds join the shepherd’s lays,
 At close o’ day.


Thy rural loves are Nature’...Read more of this...

...bling winds! in silence sweep,
 Disturb not ye the hero’s sleep,
Nor give the coward secret breath!
Is this the ancient Caledonian form,
Firm as the rock, resistless as the storm?
Show me that eye which shot immortal hate,
 Blasting the despot’s proudest bearing;
Show me that arm which, nerv’d with thundering fate,
 Crush’d Usurpation’s boldest daring!—
Dark-quench’d as yonder sinking star,
No more that glance lightens afar;
That palsied arm no more whirls on the waste of war...Read more of this...

...,
 What are they?—the haunt of the Tyrant and Slave.
The Slave’s spicy forests, and gold-bubbling fountains,
 The brave Caledonian views wi’ disdain;
He wanders as free as the winds of his mountains,
 Save Love’s willing fetters—the chains of his Jean....Read more of this...

...k underneath the plaid: 
Happy if in the tufted brake 
The English hunter him mistake, 
Nor lay his hounds in near 
The Caledonian deer. 
But thou, the War's and Fortune's son, 
March indefatigably on; 
And for the last effect 
Still keep thy sword erect: 
Besides the force it has to fright 
The spirits of the shady night, 
The same arts that did gain 
A pow'r must it maintain....Read more of this...

...underneath the plaid: 
Happy, if in the tufted brake 
The English hunter him mistake, 
Nor lay his hounds in near 
The Caledonian deer. 
But thou, the Wars' and Fortune's son, 
March indefatigably on, 
And for the last effect 
Still keep thy sword erect: 
Besides the force it has to fright 
The spirits of the shady night, 
The same arts that did gain 
A power, must it maintain....Read more of this...

...al shades from Glory's tomb.

On Bannock-field what thoughts arouse
The swain whom Burns's song inspires !
Beat not his Caledonian veins,
As o'er the heroic turf he ploughs,
With all the spirit of his sires,
And all their scorn of death and chains ?

And see the Scottish exile, tanned
By many a far and foreign clime,
Bend o'er his home-born verse, and weep
In memory of his native land,
With love that scorns the lapse of time,
And ties that stretch beyond the deep.

Encamped b...Read more of this...

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