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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539640" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Battle of Bannockburn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sir Robert the Bruce at Bannockburn<br>Beat the English in every wheel and turn,<br>And made them fly in great dismay<br>From off the field without delay. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The English were a hundred thousand strong,<br>And King Edward passed through the Lowlands all along.<br>Determined to conquer Scotland, it was his desire,<br>And then to restore it to his own empire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">King Edward brought numerous waggons in his train,<br>Expecting that most of the Scottish army would be slain,<br>Hoping to make the rest prisoners, and carry them away<br>In waggon-loads to London without delay. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Scottish army did not amount to more than thirty thousand strong;<br>But Bruce had confidence he'd conquer his foes ere long;<br>So, to protect his little army, he thought it was right<br>To have deep-dug pits made in the night; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And caused them to be overlaid with turf and brushwood<br>Expecting the plan would prove effectual where his little army stood,<br>Waiting patiently for the break of day,<br>All willing to join in the deadly fray. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruce stationed himself at the head of the reserve,<br>Determined to conquer, but never to swerve,<br>And by his side were brave Kirkpatrick and true De Longueville,<br>Both trusty warriors, firm and bold, who would never him beguile. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By daybreak the whole of the English army came in view;<br>Consisting of archers and horsemen, bold and true;<br>The main body was led on by King Edward himself,<br>An avaricious man, and fond of pelf. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Abbot of Inchaffray celebrated mass,<br>And all along the Scottish lines barefoot he did pass,<br>With the crucifix in his hand, a most beautitul sight to see,<br>Exhorting them to trust in God, and He would set them free. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the Scottish army knelt down on the field,<br>And King Edward he thought they were going to yield,<br>And he felt o'erjoyed, and cried to Earl Percy<br>&quot;See! See! the Scots are crying for mercy.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Percy said, &quot;Your Majesty need not make such a fuss,<br>They are crying for mercy from God, not from us;<br>For, depend upon it, they will fight to a man, and find their graves<br>Rather than yield to become your slaves.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then King Edward ordered his horsemen to charge,<br>Thirty thousand in number, it was very large;<br>They thought to o'erwhelm them ere they could rise from their knees,<br>But they met a different destiny, which did them displease;<br>For the horsemen fell into the spik'd pits in the way,<br>And, with broken ranks and confusion, they all fled away,<br>But few of them escap'd death from the spik'd pits,<br>For the Scots with their swords hack'd them to bits;<br>De Valence was overthrown and carried off the field,<br>Then King Edward he thought it was time to yield. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he uttered a fearful cry<br>To his gay archers near by,<br>Ho! archers! draw your arrows to the head,<br>And make sure to kill them dead;<br>Forward, without dread, and make them fly,<br>Saint George for England, be our cry! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the arrows from their bows swiftly did go,<br>And fell amongst them as thick as the flakes of snow;<br>Then Bruce he drew his trusty blade,<br>And in heroic language said,<br>Forward! my heroes, bold and true!<br>And break the archers' ranks through and through!<br>And charge them boldly with your swords in hand,<br>And chase these vultures from off our land,<br>And make King Edward mourn<br>The day he came to Bannockburn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So proud Edward on his milk-white steed,<br>One of England's finest breed,<br>Coming here in grand array,<br>With horsemen bold and archers gay,<br>Thinking he will us dismay,<br>And sweep everything before him in his way;<br>But I swear by yon blessed sun<br>1'11 make him and his army run<br>From off the field of Bannockburn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By St. Andrew and our God most high,<br>We'll conquer these epicures or die!<br>And make them fly like chaff before the wind<br>Until they can no refuge find;<br>And beat them from the field without delay,<br>Like lions bold and heroes gay<br>Upon them! -- charge! -- follow me,<br>Scotland's rights and liberty! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the Scots charged them with sword in hand,<br>And made them fly from off their land;<br>And King Edward was amazed at the sight,<br>And he got wounded in the fight;<br>And he cried, Oh, heaven! England's lost, and I'm undone,<br>Alas ! alas! where shall I run?<br>Then he turned his horse, and rode on afar,<br>And never halted till he reached Dunbar </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Bruce he shouted, Victory!<br>We have gained our rights and liberty;<br>And thanks be to God above<br>That we have conquered King Edward this day,<br>A usurper that does not us love. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the Scots did shout and sing<br>Long 1ive Sir Robert Bruce our King'<br>That made King Edward mourn<br>The day he came to Bannockburn!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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Beat the English in every wheel and turn,
And made them fly in great dismay
From off the field without delay. 

The English were a hundred thousand strong,
And King Edward passed through the Lowlands all along.
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