Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.
Dear to me is my bonnie white steed; Oft has he helped me at pinch of need.
All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.
We are like the herb which flourisheth most when it is most trampled on.
Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?
Tell that to the marines - the sailors won't believe it.