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DUNNOTTAR CASTLE

Dark Dunnottar, ere we go,

We will linger on this steep,

While our pensive musings flow

From the dungeon to the keep.

Weary Watchmen from thy tower

Oft have strained their aching sight,

When the English tyrant’s power

Reft our liberty and right.

On thy rock has freedom fought

In the arm of Wallace brave,

When her firebrand Vengeance brought,

And the altar failed to save.

’Gainst the courtier’s murky quirk

There the pious light implored,

When the crown oppressed the kirk,

And the sceptre turned a sword.

In thy halls, the brave and fair

Joyous mingled in the dance,

When the trumpet ceased to blare,

And the Knight reposed his lance.

There Philosophy designed

How to shed her peaceful light

Where the might of hand and mind

Had but learned to rule the fight.

For the sceptre, crown, and sword,

There hath Barras bravely stood;

When the Monarch was restored—

Ask yon Vault his gratitude.