The Poetry of Robert Burns Edited by William Ernest Henley and Thomas F. Henderson |
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SCOTS, WHA HAE |
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SCOTS, WHA HAE
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Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed
Or to victorie!
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Now's the day, and now's the hour:See the front o' battle lour,
See approach proud Edward's power—
Chains and slaverie!
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Wha will be a traitor knave?Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?—
Let him turn, and flee!
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Wha for Scotland's King and LawFreedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fa',
Let him follow me!
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By Oppression's woes and pains,By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins
But they shall be free!
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Lay the proud usurpers low!Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us do, or die!
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