THE SCOTIAD - damowords

The Coming of the StewartsTo Stirling Castle dreamers shiftAbove a battle’s sway & drift,"Is that my banner?" said the Bruce"Aye that it is, ye have let looseThe passion of oor Scottis soul,How many Inglis knights shall fall& victory shall end these warsWhen all of Scotland shall be yours!‛"It shall?" "Aye, tis a bonnie day,Fighting beside you in the fray,Sir Walter, Steward of Scotland,Scotch stalwart knighted by thy hand,A friendship that shall gladly giveThy daughter's heart in his to live,THE COMING OF THE STEWARTSNow watch him leave glory’s ain fieldThy Marjorie a babe shall yield& see them cradle this fine boy,Another Robert Scot’s enjoy,Being thy grandson, barely young,First Stewart on the royal rungThat is the ladder of their line,Three queens, two fools & good men nine,Whose first two kings shall share your name,Both handsome, wise & tall in frame,Helping to civilise the land,Keeping our armies muckle mann'd,For by the Stewarts Scotland stirr'd,& honour to your crown reffer'd!