The True Scots Genius, Reviving A Poem. Written upon occasion of the Resolve past in Parliament, the 17th of July 1704 [by Forbes of Disblair] |
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Was it for this I bore the fiercest shook
Of Roman Legions? And with Fury brok
Through all the Glittering Squadrons, who amaz'd
To find Me fix them Limits, wondring gaz'd!
The forward Legions with their Thundring train,
Strove oft to leap the Adrian wall in vain;
Were still Repulsed, still beat back again.
In midst of all their Eagles I did Grasp
My Freedom, and retain'd it to the last.
Of Roman Legions? And with Fury brok
Through all the Glittering Squadrons, who amaz'd
To find Me fix them Limits, wondring gaz'd!
The forward Legions with their Thundring train,
Strove oft to leap the Adrian wall in vain;
Were still Repulsed, still beat back again.
In midst of all their Eagles I did Grasp
My Freedom, and retain'd it to the last.
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