O, Saw ye bonnie Leslie
  As she gaed o’er the border?
She ’s gane, like Alexander,
  To spread her conquests farther.

To see her is to love her,
  And love but her forever;
For nature made her what she is,
  And ne’er made sic anither!...

Poet: Robert Burns

[About 1688]
to the lords of convention ’t was Claverhouse spoke,
“Ere the king’s crown shall fall, there are crowns to be broke;
So let each cavalier who loves honor and me
Come follow the bonnets of bonnie Dundee!”

Come fill up my cup, come fill up my...