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O Scotia! my dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent;
Long read more
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent;
Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil
Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content.
It requires a surgical operation to get a joke well into a Scotch
understanding.
It requires a surgical operation to get a joke well into a Scotch
understanding.
Only a few industrious Scots perhaps, who indeed are dispersed
over the face of the whole earth. But as read more
Only a few industrious Scots perhaps, who indeed are dispersed
over the face of the whole earth. But as for them, there are no
greater friends to Englishmen and England, when they are out
on't, in the world, than they are. And for my own part, I would
a hundred thousand of them were there [Virginia] for we are all
one countrymen now, ye know, and we should find ten times more
comfort of them there than we do here.
In short, he and the Scotch have no way of redeeming the credit
of their understandings, but by avowing read more
In short, he and the Scotch have no way of redeeming the credit
of their understandings, but by avowing that they have been
consummate villains. Stavano bene; per star meglio, stanno qui.
That knuckle-end of England--that land of Calvin, oat-cakes, and
sulphur.
That knuckle-end of England--that land of Calvin, oat-cakes, and
sulphur.
Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom
Nor forced him wander, but confine him home.
Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom
Nor forced him wander, but confine him home.
Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in read more
Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it:
A chield's amang you takin notes,
And, faith, he'll prent it.
The noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees is the high-road
that leads him to England.
The noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees is the high-road
that leads him to England.
Give me but one hour of Scotland,
Let me see it ere I die.
- William read more
Give me but one hour of Scotland,
Let me see it ere I die.
- William Edmondstoune Aytoun,