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SONNET.*
See Scotland's Hero bending o'er his shield,
In meditation deep upon his country's ills !
His large eye flashes, and his bosom fills
With youthful ardour for the tented field.
To Edward's mandates, must the free-born yield ?
The very thought his valiant spirit chills,
Yet nerves with vigour — every sinew thrills
With ardent courage, while his heart is steel'd.
" My country shall be free. Turn, brothers, turn
Let tyrants' dictates wasted be on air.
My indignation and my valour burn,
Of Fatherland the injuries to repair." —
Forth spring the young, the valiant, and the free ;
And follow firmly him of Elderslie.
by a Picture of Sir William Wallace, in the Paisley Royal
Grammar School Exhibition in behalf of the Library, Feb. 18, 1847,
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