Mankind — the race would perish did they cease to aid each other.
I was born a Scotsman and a bare one. Therefore I was born to fight my way in the world.
Give me an honest laugher.
O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood; Land of the mountain and the flood!
Covetousness bursts the sack and spills the grain.
Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?