Give me but one hour of Scotland, Let me see it ere I die.

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

The earth is all the home I have, the heavens my wide roof-tree

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

Fhairshon had a son, Who married Noah's daughter, And nearly spoil'd to Flood, By trinking up ta water: Which he would have done, I at least bel…

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

Fhairshon swore a feud Against the clan M,Tavish; Marched into their land To murder and to rafish; For he did resolve To extirpate the vipers, With f…

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

They bore within their breasts the grief That fame can never heal- That deep, unutterable woe Which none save exiles feel.

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

Nowhere beats the heart so kindly as beneath the tartan plaid!

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

He is coming! He is coming! Like a bridegroom from his room, Came the hero from his prison To the scaffold and the doom.

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun

Do not lift him from the bracken, Leave him lying where he fell- Better bier ye cannot fashion: None beseems him half so well As the bare and broken …

- William Edmondstoune Aytoun