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20 Bruce's Address.

Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled; Scots wham Bruce has aften led; Welcome to your gory bed, Or to glorious victory! Now's the day and row's the how, See the front of battle lour; See approach prond Edward's power- Edward ! 'chains, and slavery!

Tha will be a traitor knave? Wha will fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Traitor! coward! turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw? freeman stand, or freeman fa'? Caledonian, on wi' me!

By Oppression's woes and pains! By your sons in servile chairs! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be-shall be free! Lay the proud usurper low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Forward! let us do or die!

The Mariners of Britain.

Ye mariners of Britain, That guard our native seas;