My Son, These Maxims Make

Farewell, My Friends! Farewell, My Foes! My Peace With These, My Love With Those. The Bursting Tears My Heart Declare; Farewell, The Bonnie Banks Of Ayr.

And Wild-scatter'd Cowslips Bedeck The Green Dale.

Scots, Wha Hae Wi' Wallace Bled, Scots, Wham Bruce Has Aften Led, Welcome To Your Gory Bed, Or To Victory! Now 's The Day And Now 's The Hour; See The Front O' Battle Lour.

Look Abroad Through Nature's Range, Nature's Mighty Law Is Change.

Or Like The Snow Falls In The River, A Moment White-then Melts For Ever . . .