Written By Somebody On The Window Of An Inn At Stirling

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Title:     Written By Somebody On The Window Of An Inn At Stirling
Author: Robert Burns [More Titles by Burns]

[Written By Somebody On the Window Of an Inn at
Stirling of an Inn at Stirling, on seeing the
Royal Palace in ruin.]

Here Stuarts once in glory reigned,
And laws for Scotland's weal ordained;
But now unroof'd their palace stands,
Their sceptre's sway'd by other hands;
Fallen indeed, and to the earth
Whence groveling reptiles take their birth.
The injured Stuart line is gone,
A race outlandish fills their throne;
An idiot race, to honour lost;
Who know them best despise them most.

[The end]
Robert Burns's poem: Written By Somebody On The Window Of An Inn At Stirling

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