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Walter Scott (Вальтер Скотт)


Here’s a Health to King Charles


Bring the bowl which you boast,
Fill it up to the brim;
’Tis to him we love most,
And to all who love him.
Brave gallants, stand up,
And avaunt ye, base carles!
Were there death in the cup,
Here’s a health to King Charles.

Though he wanders through dangers,
Unaided, unknown,
Dependent on strangers,
Estranged from his own;
Though ’tis under our breath,
Amidst forfeits and perils,
Here’s to honor and faith,
And a health to King Charles!

Let such honors abound
As the time can afford,
The knee on the ground,
And the hand on the sword;
But the time shall come round
When, ’mid Lords, Dukes, and Earls,
The loud trumpet shall sound,
Here’s a health to King Charles! 



Walter Scott's other poems:
  1. Farewell to Mackenzie
  2. Pharos Loquitur
  3. MacKrimmon's Lament
  4. Pibroch of Donail Dhu
  5. The Song Of The Tempest


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