Recover'd freedom and protected laws.
Say, Scotland, say, for thou must surely know;
You felt the rapture, and you feel the woe.
Say, when he trode upon the kindly earth,
The genial soil which gave his fathers birth,
Did not his outstretched hand with bounty spread
Paternal blessings on thy children's heads;
Hush them to peace amidst the din of war,
And still the matron's sigh and virgin's fear?
Bid peaceful plenty wave along the plain