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Abrams' harmonization of John Reid's song and march, for use as a glee. It is probable that the original was intended for male voices (TTB); this edition is also available for female voices (SSA).
Lyrics: Sir Henry Erskine
In the garb of old Gaul and the fire of old Rome,
From the heath cover'd mountains of Scotia we come,
Where the Romans endeavour'd our country to gain,
But our ancestors fought, and they fought not in vain.
Such our love of liberty, our country and our laws,
That like our ancestors of old, we stand by freedom's cause,
We'll bravely fight like heroes bold for honour and applause,
And defy the French with all their art to alter our laws.
In our realm may the fury of faction long cease;
May our councils be wise and our commerce increase,
And in Scotia's cold climate may each of us find
That our friends will prove true, and our beauties prove kind.
Then we'll defend our liberty, our country and our laws,
And teach our late posterity to fight freedom's cause,
That they like our bold ancestors, for honour and applause,
May defy the French with all their art to alter our laws.
In the garb of old Gaul and the fire of old Rome,
From the heath cover'd mountains of Scotia we come,
Where the Romans endeavour'd our country to gain,
But our ancestors fought, and they fought not in vain.
Such our love of liberty, our country and our laws,
That like our ancestors of old, we stand by freedom's cause,
We'll bravely fight like heroes bold for honour and applause,
And defy the French with all their art to alter our laws.
In our realm may the fury of faction long cease;
May our councils be wise and our commerce increase,
And in Scotia's cold climate may each of us find
That our friends will prove true, and our beauties prove kind.
Then we'll defend our liberty, our country and our laws,
And teach our late posterity to fight freedom's cause,
That they like our bold ancestors, for honour and applause,
May defy the French with all their art to alter our laws.