And when I am in the boards
my words will be a prophecy.
They will return, the stock of the crofters
Who were driven over the sea.
And the aristocratic 'beggars'
will be routed as they (the crofters) were.
Deer and sheep will be carted away
and the glens will be tilled;
A time of sowing and a time of reaping,
and a time to reward the robbers.
And the cold ruined houses
will be built up by our kin
Over the years I have had many conversations in which there has been the complaint that large chu...
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