Part V: The Wallace
When Edward made his first demand
Tae muster Scots tae his command
An fecht the French, a friendly land,
They’d haud enough,
Toom Tabard even made a stand
That wisnae bluff.
Through evil times o bluid an lust
The English troops, in vict’ry flushed,
Gr’und Scotland tae the very dust
An plundered sair,
The Scots though bowed were never crushed
Though strippit bare.
Each oor that passed brocht England shame
For chivalry, in Edward’s name,
Meant torture, murder, rape and maim
Owre fire an sword,
Unanswered till the Wallace came
An vengeance roared.
For Wallace, michty man o steel,
Gerred castles faw an toonships reel
When, in the nicht, he’d silent steal
An danger daur,
Tae ger the murd’rin English feel
The nobles, whae haud stood aside,
Jumped in at last when Scottish tide
Swept clean the Scottish countryside
In fire an flame,
The English, nae place safe tae bide,
Juist ran for hame.
When Parliament haud Wallace named
As Guardian o the Scots proclaimed
Wi Scotland prood an unashamed
The worst seemed past,
For Scotland, puir an sadly maimed,
Wis free at laast.
Came Stirling Brig where English host
Wi Cressingham an Surrey lost
As cleft in twae afore they’d crossed
Their bubble burst,
An Scotland wis nae langer bossed
By Edward First.
But Falkirk wis a sad affray
Where Irish, an Welsh bowmen sway
The odds against the Scots that day
An hope grew dim.
For Scotland, Peace seemed far away
An life wis grim.
By Stewart o Menteith betrayed,
A charge o treason fawsely laid,
Then tae a gibbet newly made
Like common thief,
Where horrors there hae been portrayed
But Wallace;crooned wi wreath o thorn,
Entrails an he’rt frae stammik torn,
His heid an limbs frae body shorn
That we’d be free;
The Greatest Scot wis ever born
Shall never dee.
Scotland Forever: A History in 10 Parts
Part I In the Beginning
Part II Crime an Punishment
Part III Conception
Part IV Incubus