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Song,
When dressed in our Tartans sae braw , sae braw , Our dirks an' our pistols , an' a ' , an' a ' , What men will you see , From the Doon to the Dee , That can cope with the Celtics , ava , ava ; Aud should a poor Brother but ca' but ca ' , Toom handed he ' se no gang awa ' gang awa '
, , For the Highlander ' s heart Is in the right part , And responds aye to Charity ' s ca ' , ca ' , ca ' . The days they are now gane awa ' , gane awa ' , When for Queen or for Country , or law , law , Bold hearts are required ,
By liberty fired—To drive the rude foeman awa ' , awa' ! But should our lov'd Queen around her ha ' , het ha ' , Need subjects to guard life an' law , an' law , Who first ' mong the band Than the Celtics would stand . With target and claymore , an' a ' , an' a' ? Leith , Nov . 28 , 1843 .
Lines To A Fair Jewess.
LINES TO A FAIR JEWESS .
YES , daughter of Judah , thy GOD is supreme , Even what thou art now is but part of His scheme . The world may revile thee , I look on thy face , And there thy great ancestry easily trace . Thrones have perish'd and nations have vanish'd away , "Whilst thou still art the same as in Abraham ' s day , His cherish'd , His fated , —yes , both still thou art ,
Like thy David , for ever one after His heart . Aye , daughter of Judah , all else we see fade , New faiths will decay as the old have decay'd ; But still I can trace , as I gaze on thee now , Sarah ' s beauty and faith , each alive on thy brow . We vainly endeavour to change thy belief , We torture , torment thee , through woe and through grief , But still thou art true to the creed that was given To Moses , thy teacher , directly from Heaven .
Even we who declare that our God has come down Already , and borne the death-giving crown , And who say that from thee and thy people He met The martyr ' s sole glory , unknowingly , yet While we look hoping up to His throne in the sky , Reviling and cursing thee , cannot deny , Whatever He was we derive but from you , For He whom we worship was child of a Jew .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Song,
When dressed in our Tartans sae braw , sae braw , Our dirks an' our pistols , an' a ' , an' a ' , What men will you see , From the Doon to the Dee , That can cope with the Celtics , ava , ava ; Aud should a poor Brother but ca' but ca ' , Toom handed he ' se no gang awa ' gang awa '
, , For the Highlander ' s heart Is in the right part , And responds aye to Charity ' s ca ' , ca ' , ca ' . The days they are now gane awa ' , gane awa ' , When for Queen or for Country , or law , law , Bold hearts are required ,
By liberty fired—To drive the rude foeman awa ' , awa' ! But should our lov'd Queen around her ha ' , het ha ' , Need subjects to guard life an' law , an' law , Who first ' mong the band Than the Celtics would stand . With target and claymore , an' a ' , an' a' ? Leith , Nov . 28 , 1843 .
Lines To A Fair Jewess.
LINES TO A FAIR JEWESS .
YES , daughter of Judah , thy GOD is supreme , Even what thou art now is but part of His scheme . The world may revile thee , I look on thy face , And there thy great ancestry easily trace . Thrones have perish'd and nations have vanish'd away , "Whilst thou still art the same as in Abraham ' s day , His cherish'd , His fated , —yes , both still thou art ,
Like thy David , for ever one after His heart . Aye , daughter of Judah , all else we see fade , New faiths will decay as the old have decay'd ; But still I can trace , as I gaze on thee now , Sarah ' s beauty and faith , each alive on thy brow . We vainly endeavour to change thy belief , We torture , torment thee , through woe and through grief , But still thou art true to the creed that was given To Moses , thy teacher , directly from Heaven .
Even we who declare that our God has come down Already , and borne the death-giving crown , And who say that from thee and thy people He met The martyr ' s sole glory , unknowingly , yet While we look hoping up to His throne in the sky , Reviling and cursing thee , cannot deny , Whatever He was we derive but from you , For He whom we worship was child of a Jew .