The Airt o Declaration

Wabbit fae the bloody fecht, caul and weet fae weather

Liggin laigh fae peel tae peel,  joukin in the heather,

Seekin freens in whitna airts a puckle fowk can fin them:

Flanders, France, the Hanseatics, Danes, the Halie Feyther,

Pledgin tae nae earthly maister, laird, or thane or king

In fear he’ll strike ye doon, or in howp tae gain likin

But tae a thocht, an abstract dream, a hauf-misshapen greenin

Wintin a better nation.

Heartened fae the campaigns, caul and weet fae weather

Mairchin  toon tae toon, forty thoosan thegither

Seekin freens in whitna airts a stateless land can fin them:

Norway, Ireland, Catalonia, Iceland, the twinty-seevin

Pledgin tae nae politeecians, procurers o power or labour

In fear they’ll tak yer siller, or in howp they’ll gie ye favour

But tae a thocht, an abstract dream, a lang-estaiblished  greenin

Plannin a better nation.