Scots Wha Hae!

A salute, to our brethren of Scotland, and to those of Scottish descent, "The Bard of Ayrshire" was born on this day, 253 years ago!

Scots, wha hae wi’ Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome tae your gory bed,
Or tae Victorie!

Now’s the day, and now’s the hour:
See the front o’ battle lour,
See approach proud Edward’s power —
Chains and Slaverie!

Wha will be a traitor knave?
Wha will fill a coward’s grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!

Wha, for Scotland’s king and law,
Freedom’s sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand, or Freeman fa’,
Let him on wi’ me!

By Oppression’s woes and pains!
By your sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty’s in every blow! —
Let us do or dee!


Cheers!

 

For those poor folk who don't know, today is Robert Burns' birthday.


Dave

 

[h=2]The Arab and the Scotsman[/h]

An Arab shiek was admitted to St. Vincents hospital for heart surgery, but prior to the surgery the doctors needed to store his blood in case the need arose. As the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn't be found locally, so the call went out to other hospitals. Finally, a Scot was located whohad a similar blood type. The Scot willingly donated his blood for the Arab.
After the surgery, the Arab sent the Scotsman as appreciation for giving his blood, a New BMW, diamonds, and Ameriican dollars. A couple of days later, once again, the Arab had to go through a corrective surgery. His doctor telephoned the Scotsman who was more than happy to donate his blood again. After the second surgery, the Arab sent the Scotsman a thank-you card and a jar of candies.
The Scotsman was shocked that the Arab this time did not reciprocate his kind gesture as he had anticipated.
He phoned the Arab and asked him, "I thought you would be generous again, that you would give me a BMW, diamonds, and money, but you only gave me a thank-you card and a jar of candies"
To this the Arab replied
"Aye but now I have Scottish blood in my veins!"​

 

I highly recommend the Robert Burns' Songbook from
All Celtic Music.

https://www.allcelticmusic.com/musi...3-000f1f67beb1/The_Robert_Burns_Songbook.html

They have produced a fine digital copy of the original LP, which
I own.

Helen McArthur's rendition of Ca' The Ewes is magnificent.



Dave
Grandson of an Ayrshire lad.

 

There is Scottish community at Aubingy sur Nere stemming from the Stuarts in France :

 

I was going to read this thread, but as Gordon the historian knows...I'm currently busy building the wall and border posts...Your papers please Jock....You can have our women but you'll never have our freeeeeedoooommm.....Keep yer women. We'll have your oil.

 

Lang may yer lums reek, Chiels!
Think a wall's gonny stop us, Tam?!
This is a band run by a mate of mine. They do a great rock version of Scots Wha Hae, but it's not on the site-
http://www.bannockburnband.co.uk/index.html

 

Not really Scottish, but this thread put me in mind of this poem I found (wish I could claim to have written it, tis brilliant!):


The Fert

Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie
Lurks in yer belly efter the feastie
Just as ye sit doon among yer kin
There sterts to stir an enormous wind
The neeps and tatties and mushy peas
stert workin like a gentle breeze
but soon the puddin wi the sauncie face
will have ye blawin all ower the place
Nae matter whit the hell ye dae
a’bodys gonnae have tae pay
even if ye try to stifle
It’s like a bullet oot a rifle
Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair
tae try and stop the leakin air
shify yersel fae cheek tae cheek
Prae tae God it doesnae reek
But aw yer efforts go assunder
oot it comes like a clap a thunder
Ricochets aroon the room
michty me a sonic boom
God almighty it fairly reeks
Hope I huvnae **** ma breeks
tae the bog I better scurry
aw whit the hell, it’s no ma worry
A’body roon aboot me chokin
wan or two are nearly bokin
I’ll feel better for a while
Cannae help but raise a smile
Wis him! I shout with accusin glower
alas too late, he’s just keeled ower
Ye dirty bugger they shout and stare
A dinnae feel welcome any mair
Where e’re ye go let yer wind gan’ free
sounds like just the job fur me
whit a fuss at rabbie’s perty
ower the sake o’ won wee ferty

 

Spot quiz:

Can anyone tell me what the name of the Scottish martial art is?...As coined by Graham Garden of the Goodies in the "Ecky Thump" episode.
Any others from other countries could win extra points...
Apologies to the Americans.

 

Moaning?

 

It can't be black pudding fighting could it? Thats the Yorkshire lot I think..?

 

... Pom-toss?

 

Sheep Shagging? Oh, wait....wrong movie.

 

Penny pinching. making copper wire, buying from a Jew, selling to a Dutchman and making a profit?

KTK

 

I'd always thought it was the ancient,noble art of Fyu-Kyu-Tu......

 

The mighty picts will come and get you you LongShanks soldiers.

 

The first post on here is dated 26th January on my PC. Burns was born 25th.!!

 

Those participating in that particular passtime were the Black Watch, according to all the other Highland regiments.!!!

 

Nah..it's hoo-flung dung

 

I pict that one in the middle...