N:"Such a Parcel of Rogues in a Nation" was Robbie Burns' poem condemning
N:the Act of Union of 1707:
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W:Farewel to a' our Scottish fame,
W:Farewel our ancient glory;
W:Farewel ev'n to the Scottish name,
W:Sae fam'd in martial story.
W:Now Sark rins tae the Solway sands,
W:An' Tweed rins tae' th' ocean,
W:To mark whaur England's province stands
W:Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation!
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W:What force or guile could not subdue,
W:Thro' many warlike ages,
W:Is wrought now by a coward few,
W:For hireling traitor's wages.
W:The English steel we could disdain,
W:Secure in valour's station;
W:But English gold has been our bane
W:Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation!
W:.
W:O would, or I had seen the day
W:That Treason thus could sell us,
W:My auld grey head had lien in clay,
W:Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace!
W:But pith and power, till my last hour,
W:I'll mak this declaration;
W:We're bought and sold for English gold
W:Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation!
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