Robert Burns

Oh, wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
It wad read more

Oh, wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as ithers see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
And foolish notion.

Be Briton still to Britain true,
Among oursel's united;
For never but by British hands
read more

Be Briton still to Britain true,
Among oursel's united;
For never but by British hands
Maun British wrangs be righted.

I waive the quantum o' the sin,
The hazard of concealing:
But, och! it hardens a' within,
read more

I waive the quantum o' the sin,
The hazard of concealing:
But, och! it hardens a' within,
And petrifies the feeling!

Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
read more

Misled by Fancy's meteor-ray,
By passion driven;
But yet the light that led astray,
Was light from Heaven.

My dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent,
Long may thy read more

My dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to Heav'n is sent,
Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil
Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content!