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| | | Artist: | Unknown |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Caledonia | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 8 | | | | Lyrics: | CALEDONIA
(Robert Burns)
There was on a time, but old Time was then young,
That brave Caledonia, the chief of her line,
From some of your northern deities sprung
(Who knows not that brave Caledonia's divine ?)
From Tweed to the Orcades was her domain,
To hunt, or to pasture, or do what she would.
Her heav'nly relations there fixed her
reign,
And pledg'd her their godheads to warrant it good.
A lambkin in peace but
a lion in war,
The pride of her kindred the heroine grew.
Her grandsire, old Odin,
triumphantly swore:-
'Whoe'er shall provoke thee, th' encounter shall rue!
With
tillage or pasture at times she would sport,
To feed her fair flocks by her green rustling
corn;
But chiefly the woods were her fav'rite resort,
Her darling amusement the
hounds and the horn,
Long quiet she reign'd, till thitherward steers
A flight of
bold eagles from Adria's strand,
Repeated, successive, for many long years,
They
darken'd the air, and they plunder'd the land,
Their pounces were murder, and horror their
cry;
They'd conquer'd and ravag'd a world beside.
She took to her hills, and her
arrows let fly-
The daring invaders, they fled or they died!
The
Cameleon-Savage disturb'd her repose,
With tumult, disquiet, rebellion, and strife,
Provok'd beyond bearing, at last she arose,
And robb'd him at once of his hopes and his
life.
The Anglian lion, the terror of France,
Oft, prowling, ensanguin'd the
Tweed's silver flood,
But, taught by the bright Caledonian lance,
He learned to
fear in his own native wood
The fell Harpy-raven took wing from the north
The
scourge of the seas, and the dread of the shore;
The Wild Scandinavian Boar issued
forth
To wanton in carnage and wallow in gore;
O'er countries and kingdoms their
fury prevail,
No arts could appease them, no arms could repel;
But brave Caledonia
in vain they assail'd
As Largs well can witness, an Loncartie.
Thus bold,
independent, unconquer'd, and free,
Her bright course of glory forever shall run,
For brave Caledonia immortal must be,
I'll prove it from Euclid as clear as the sun:
Rectangle-triangle, the figure we'll chuse,
The upright is Chance, and old Time is the
Base;
But brave Caledonia's the hypothenuse;
Then, ergo, she'll match't them, and
match them always.
tune: Caledonian Hunt's Delight (328)
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