Blade Poem by Hermes Varini
Blade
Thou, dishonorable Highlan' skellum,
Thy dreary whunstane shall not see again!
Nor thy unworthy Clan Banner,
Yet my Blade!
Yet my Blade!
Gleaming here, owre,
At auld Stirling Bridge,
Wi' fiery bluid imbued,
Graving still deep mirk stane,
Under yon Steel Glare
Ne'er to wane!
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Blade: A poem of mine in a medieval Scottish tone, mentioning the great battle of Stirling Bridge in AD 1297. Semiotics is involved.
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