Brave Heart
how soft is thy land to buy in hand
with one but yet common armor
fought against with yee farmer
breathing for glory amongst enemy
a feeling of as if i belong to thy land
a lang thou art never sensed like thee
wit and brave risk taking nerve
fear not my child thou art to serve
tears yet to fled from that child's bed
years in the eyes to enemies dept
no sword no war yet glory call
years later anxious wrath brought back
what once was past
and all but speaking wounds blast
to raise and thunder games begin
love then resides in fane
and world by all lands become sane
for a flower that's yet of vain
marriage behold them all
in secret still to fall
for all seasons to roll
and reach somewhere so tall
then haze and mist in darkness
shed upon air
leaving leaves dry and fare
a brides death rises to breathe
and anger to all bounds prepare
to invade and slaughter to what
once a heart a daughter
was to bear' remains
to all rebels the heart prevails
to fight and stand for each Scots fate
forever remember thy heart brave
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