Ramsay

Back, varlets as ye are! ye shall not pass here Until you cut a passage through our bodies;— Charge, gallant Scots, remember Bannockburn!— Remember how a handful of your fathers Annull’d these braggadocios—show yourselves Their true descendants, and don’t shame your mothers! Charge yet again, refresh the parched earth With the invaders’ blood—The Bruce—the Bruce! [After a desperate conflict, the English are beat back, and the Scots retire within the Walls. Thanks, gallant friends; we’ll now refresh ourselves With what the morning’s bivouac afforded.