Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,

Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,

Welcome to your gory bed,

Or to victorie.



Now's the day, and now's the hour;

See the front o' battle lour!

See approach proud Edward's power-

Chains and slaverie!



Wha will be a traitor knave?

Wha can fill a coward's grave?

Wha sae base as be a slave?

Let him turn and flee!



Wha for Scotland's King and law

Freedom's sword will strongly draw,

Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?

Let him follow me!



By oppression's woes and pains!

By your sons in servile chains!

We will drain our dearest veins,

But they shall be free!



Lay the proud usurpers low!

Tyrants fall in every foe!

Liberty's in every blow!

Let us do or die!

(Name that poet!! Mom - no cheating!)
I'm getting in the mood for Scotland. Gohere to translate your name in Viking runes. Mine looks really pretty.

Otherwise an uneventful weekend. I went house shopping on Saturday, I found 2.5 houses I really liked (don't ask about the .5! I really liked it, but I have pre-formed criteria about a house - and this particularly house didn't meet that criteria, even though I really liked it).

On Sunday and Monday, I babysat Gavin and Jen's two dogs. Three black dogs (with Apache included), in three sizes, Small, Medium, and Large, all puppies. Everywhere I went, I had an entourage. It was tons of fun!!