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"Who hath not glow'd above the page where / Fame / Hath fix'd high Caledon's unconquer'd name; / The mountain-land which spurn'd the / Roman chain, And baffled back the fiery-crested / Dane, Whose bright claymore and hardihood of hand / No foe could tame - no tyrant could command.
"That race is gone - but still their children breathe, / And glory crowns them with redoubled wreath: O'er / Gael and Saxon mingling banners shine, / And, England! add their stubborn strength to thine. / The blood which flow'd with Wallace flows as free, / But now ‘tis only shed for fame and thee! / Oh! pass not by the Northern veteran's claim, / But give support - the world hath given him fame!