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THE VISCOUNT OF DUNDEE.

Oh last and best of Scots! who didst maintain Thy country's freedom from a foreign reign; New people fill the land now thou art gone, New gods the temples, and new kings the throne. Scotland and thou did each in other live; Nor would'st thou her, nor could she thee survive. Farewell! who, dying, didst support the state, And couldst not fall but with thy country's fate.

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