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Parcel o’ Rogues

Fareweel to all our Scottish fame
Fareweel our ancient glory
Fareweel even to our Scottish Cname
Saefamed in martial story
Now Sark rins to the Solway sands
And Tweed rins to the Ocean.
To mark where England’s province stands
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation

What force or guile could not subdue
Through many warlike ages
Is wrought now by a coward few
For hireling traitors wages
The English steel we could disdain
Secure in valours station.
But English gold has been our bane
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation.

I would, ere I had seen the day
When treason thus could sell us
My auld grey head had lain in clay
Wi’ Bruce and loyal Wallace
But pith and power ‘till my last hour
I’ll make this declaration.
We were bought and sold for English gold
Sic a parcel of rogues in a nation.

Robert Burns

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Unusual Buildings (10) -The Dancing Building, Prague.

Not as dramatically daft as the Crooked House in Sopot Poland I featured a while ago. Nevertheless the Dancing Building in Prague, capital of the Czech Republic is quite something.

The Dancing Building, Prague

Thanks to Village of Joy.