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(4) Wae’s me! for baith I canno’ get,

to ane by law we’re stinted;

Then I’ll draw cuts, and tak my fate,

and be with ane contented.

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VALIANT SCOTSMEN.

! from your heath-clad mountains,

Arm, descend, and save your land;

From your glens, your lakes & fountains,

Rise, and guard her sea-wash’d strand.

Think on W, Scotland’s pride;

Think on B, and Bannockburn,

Think on the Scot*, who lately dy’d;

Him imitate, whom yet ye mourn!

Husbands think on Wives and Children!

Soothe their fears, prevent their woes ;

Yes, tell them, Life’s warm stream ye’ll drain,

Ere they bleed by cruel foes.