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by J. Logie Robertson
I. / I sing of a spot, / Tho’ the warld knows it not, / And it’s nae...
by Derick Thomson
Air iomall an talamh-àitich, eadar dhà sholas, / tha a’ churracag a’ ruith ʼs a’ stad, ʼs a’ ruith ʼs a’ stad, / is...
by George Bruce
I go North to cold, to home, to Kinnaird, / Fit monument for our time. / / This is the outermost edge of Buchan. / Inland...
by Norman MacCaig
Glaciers, grinding West, gouged out / these valleys, rasping the brown sandstone, / and left, on the hard rock below – / the ruffled...
by Will H. Ogilvie
The hill road to Roberton: Ale Water at our feet, / And grey hills and blue hills that melt away and meet, / With...
by Edwin Morgan
You don't care about the wildness of the sky, / my old gasometer! The kitchen window / frames your gaunt frame, the...
by Helen Cruickshank
I met a man in Harris Tweed / As I walked down the Strand; / I turned and followed like a dog / The breath of...
by Andrew Young
Here lay a fair fat land; / But now its townships, kirks, graveyards / Beneath bald hills of sand / ...
by Iain Crichton Smith
From the War Memorial / we see Lewis entirely. / For this place they died, / the new houses, the smell of seaweed, / the rivers, / an old woman...
by Hugh MacDiarmid
Scotland small? Our multiform, our infinite Scotland small? / Only as a patch of hillside may be a cliché corner / To a fool...
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