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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506469" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lament for Culloden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506469" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE lovely lass o' Inverness, <br>   Nae joy nor pleasure can she see; <br>For e'en and morn she cries, 'Alas!' <br>   And aye the saut tear blin's her e'e: <br>'Drumossie moor, Drumossie day, <br>   A waefu' day it was to me! <br>For there I lost my father dear, <br>   My father dear and brethren three. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506469" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Their winding-sheet the bluidy clay, <br>   Their graves are growing green to see; <br>And by them lies the dearest lad <br>   That ever blest a woman's e'e! <br>Now wae to thee, thou cruel lord, <br>   A bluidy man I trow thou be; <br>For monie a heart thou hast made sair, <br>   That ne'er did wrang to thine or thee.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Burns">Robert Burns</a></strong></div>

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