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SCOTLAND.
Land of the mountain and the dale!
Thou land of deathless fame!
I proudly write on this fair page
Thy ever-during name.

I fling my banner to the breeze,
I loudly call on thee
To aid me by my power of song,
Bright land of minstrelsy!

Ye sons of genius, who would seek
A shrine whereon to lay
The purest offering of your heart,
'Tis Scotland points the way.