Written By Somebody On The Window

Robert Burns - Non-Music, Romanticism (Literature)
Written By Somebody On The Window
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Of an Inn at Stirling, on seeing the Royal Palace in ruin Here Stuarts once in glory reigned, And laws for Scotland's weal ordained; But now unroof'd their palace stands, Their sceptre's sway'd by other hands; Fallen indeed, and to the earth Whence groveling reptiles take their birth. The injured Stuart line is gone, A race outlandish fills their throne; An idiot race, to honour lost; Who know them best despise them most.
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- Robert Burns