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Anticipation Forward Points The View.

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.

The Best Laid Plans Take 40 Years To Complete.

I Waive The Quantum O' The Sin, The Hazard Of Concealing; But, Och! It Hardens A' Within, And Petrifies The Feeling!

It Is Cruelty To Be Humane To Rebels, And Humanity Is Cruelty.