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...rin, Till skelp— a shot — they're aff, a' throu'ther, To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill,...Say, such is royal George's will, An' there's the foe ; lie has пае thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doublings tease him...

...rin, Till skelp — a shot — they're aif, a' throwther, To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say, such is royal George's will, And there's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doublings...

...has borne witness, That " bring a Briton fra hii bill, 8*7, such is Royal George's will, And tbere'i ng Naecauld, faint-hearted doublings tea*e him ; Death comei, wi' fearleae eye he Been him, Wi' bloody...

...thus contrasts them with a Caledonian soldier, animated by blind loyalty and highland whisky, — " But bring a Scotchman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek...a Highland gill, Say, such is royal GEORGE'S will, And there's the foe ! He has nae thought hut how to kill Twa at a blow ! Nae cauld faint-hearted doubtings...

...Caledonian soldier, animated by blind loyalty and highland whisky : — " But bring a Scotchman free his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill. Say, such is royal GEORGE'S will. And there's the foe ! He has na thought but how to kill ' Twa at a blow ! Nae cauld faint-hearted doublings...

...blythe and frisky, She eyes her free-born, martial boys, Tak aff their whisky." " But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a highland gill,...He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow." It has been said of the Scotch, that the term " Temperance," in its continental acceptation, is yet...

...glory of colour and life which puts all such ghostly painting to shame : — " Bring a Scotsman from his hill. Clap in his cheek a Highland gill, Say,...such is royal George's will, An' there's the foe, He bos one thought but now to kill Twa at a blow. " Vir csnld faint-hearted doublings tease him; Death...

...or rin, Till skelp— a shot !— they're aff a' throwthm,* To save their skin. But bring a Scotsman frae his hill, Clap in his cheek a Highland gill,* Say, such is royal George's will, An' there 's the foe, He has nae thought but how to kill Twa at a blow. Nae cauld, faint-hearted doublings...