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         "Dread ye a foe? Dismiss the idle bread,

'Tis death with hostile steps these shores to tramp

Safe in the love of Heaven, an ocean flows

Around our realm, a barrier from the foes'

HOM. OD.E>.

Tune-Fy, let us a’ to the bridal.

NAE,mair need we sigh when we reckon

An' think on the days o’ langsyne,

When bauld Scottish heroes sae doughty

Wi' laurels o' valour did shine :

For DUNCAN, a true Scottish callan,

Wha lang had been thirsting for fame

Has yerkit his faes in a toolie.

And prov'd himself wordy the name.

CHORUS.

While Britons prove true to each other,

They're victors by land and by sea ;

For Britain was never yet conquer’d,

And we trust that she never will be.