robert bruce's march to bannockburn
scots, wha hae wi' wallace bled,
scots, wham bruce has aften led,
wee to your gory bed,
or to victorie!
now's the day, and now's the hour;
see the front o' battle lour;
see approach proud edward's power—
chains and slaverie!
wha will be a traitor knave?
wha can fill a coward's grave?
wha sae base as be a slave?
let him turn and flee!