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|She Moved Through
|A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !
|In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.
Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:
Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.
By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!
Choose your destiny.
|My young love said to me , my mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kine
And she moved her way from me these words she
It will not be long love until our wedding day
All the people were saying that no two were ever
And that one has the sorrow that never was said.
She moved her way from me with her goods and
But that was the last time that I saw my dear.
And she moved her way from me, and she moved
through the fair
So fondly I watched her move here and move there
As she moved homeward just one star awake
Like a swan in the evening moves over the lake
I dreamt it last night that my dead love came in
So softly she came her feet made no din
She sat close beside me, and this she did say
Oh, it will not be long love until our wedding day