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 (144) WALLACE'S LAMENT AFTER THE BATTLE OF FALEIRI. net dark winding Carron, once pleasing to sen, To me thou canst never pleasure again My brave Caledonians iic low on the lec, 1d thy stres are deep tiny with the binud ol the slain! 1. doing! My poorkleding country.wliat nuore can I do? Ev'n Valour loks piwo'er the red field of ruis! And Freedom bholds herbest warriorslaid low. Farewel, my doar peners of peril, firewa!! Tho'buried yeiie in ose wide Woods grave, Yourdeel allaibadeplees were foufell, And your names by enroll'ciw the surs of the Bravo But I, a poor outcast, in exile must panda; Perhaps, like a traitor, ignobly nius die! Onthy wrongs. Omay country indignant Iponder, ah! wee to the hour when thy Wallace iubtily! 77,7! Barston Printers
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