The ghost of Bonnie Prince Charlie sails by Scotland folornley...
A Ghost Sails by Scotlands Isles
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A ghost sailes by Scotlands isles,
And looks at a nation in chains
A spirit broken, a tongue not spoken,
Just brave defiance remains.
Each chieftan looks after his garden,
His gardens the kingdom he hopes to expand,
He swears loyalty to any king,
Bears none to his native land.
The people pure, their leaders not sure,
Declare aligance to one and all,
Be you from Norway or from France,
When you upon them call.
The last of the Stewart kings,
Who faught with Highland men,
Looks on his land with tears in his eyes,
Knows he'll never rule there again!
Poetry by Tomas O' Carthaigh
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Written on 2007-01-09 at 20:40
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A Ghost Sails by Scotlands Isles
========================================A Ghost Sails by Scotlands Isles
========================================
A ghost sailes by Scotlands isles,
And looks at a nation in chains
A spirit broken, a tongue not spoken,
Just brave defiance remains.
Each chieftan looks after his garden,
His gardens the kingdom he hopes to expand,
He swears loyalty to any king,
Bears none to his native land.
The people pure, their leaders not sure,
Declare aligance to one and all,
Be you from Norway or from France,
When you upon them call.
The last of the Stewart kings,
Who faught with Highland men,
Looks on his land with tears in his eyes,
Knows he'll never rule there again!
Poetry by Tomas O' Carthaigh
Read 678 times
Written on 2007-01-09 at 20:40
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