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Apprentice Boys Of Derry (ABOD) Parade - Cambuslang 2012 [30:36]
The annual Apprentice Boys of Derry Parade (ABOD) took place in Cambuslang, Scotland on Saturday 26th May 2012.
David Gray Gravestone Auld Aisle Cemetery Kirkintilloch East Dunbartonshire Scotland [00:45]
Tour Scotland video of the David Gray gravestone in the Auld Aisle cemetery on visit to Kirkintilloch, East Dunbartonshire. David Gray, born 29th January 1838, died 3rd of December 1861, was a Scottish poet. The son of a handloom weaver, Gray was born at Merkland. He began to write poetry for The Glasgow Citizen and began his idyll on the Luggie, the little stream that ran through Merkland. He was buried in the Auld Aisle, where he had often wandered, and which is also the subject of his song, and, on the 29th July, 1865, a plain obelisk was erected to his memory, subscribed for by his admirers. David wrote his own epitaph, " Below lies one whose name was traced in sand, He died, not knowing what it was to live ; Died, while the first sweet consciousness of manhood. And maiden thought electrified his soul, Faint beatings in the calyx of the rose. Bewildered reader ! pass without a sigh, In a proud sorrow ! There is life with God, In other kingdom of a sweeter air; In Eden every flower is blown. Amen. Thus lived and died one who left a few words only behind him, His Luggie, poem opens with the wish of the writer that his thought and verse may run as smoothly as his beloved river: That impulse which all beauty gives the soul, Is languaged as I sing. For fairer stream Rolled never golden sand into the sea, Made sweeter music than the Luggie, gloom'd By glens whose melody mingles with her own. The uttered name my inmost being thrills, A word beyond a charm; and if this lay ...
Burns Night : Addressing the Haggis : John Knox in the Crypt of the Guildhall, London January 2013 [02:49]
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race! Aboon them a' ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy of a grace As lang's my arm. The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin wad help to mend a mill In time o' need, While thro' your pores the dews distil Like amber bead. His knife see rustic Labour dight, An' cut ye up wi' ready slight, Trenching your gushing entrails bright Like onie ditch; And then, O what a glorious sight, Warm-reekin, rich! Then, horn for horn, they strech an' strive: Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive, Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve, Are bent like drums; Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive, 'Bethankit!' hums. Is there that owre his French ragout Or olio that wad staw a sow, Or fricassee wad mak her spew Wi' perfect sconner, Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view On sic a dinner? Poor devil! see him owre his trash, As feckless as a wither'd rash, His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash, His nieve a nit; Thro' bluidy flood or field to dash, O how unfit! But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed, The trembling earth resounds his tread. Clap in his walie nieve a blade, He'll make it whissle; An' legs, an' arms, an' heads will sned, Like taps o' thrissle. Ye Pow'rs wha mak mankind your care, And dish them out their bill o 'fare, Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware That jaups in luggies; But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer, Gie her a Haggis!
Leaving Scotland [32:47]
This is a "France Style" sailing documentary. We left Rosneath, West Scotland, where they had their boat, to sail across the North and English Channel, and the Gulf of Biscay, to reach Ribadeo, Galicia, North of Spain. It is a one way journey which took place during summer 2008. Some Italian language spoken. English Subtitles. The editing may contain miss written vocabulary or other mistakes.
Lieutenant General Robert Stuart Tomb Kilspindie Perthshire Scotland [00:48]
Tour Scotland video of the Lieutenant General Robert Stuart Tomb on visit to Kilspindie Church graveyard in Perthshire. General Robert Stuart, 1st of Annat in Rait, was born on 13th of May, 1744 in Powblack Farm, Doune, Kilmadock, Scotland. He died on the 18th of February, in 1820 in England. Robert served as a commander in the army of the East India Company and actively recruited many of his Stewart cousins into service with the East India Company. Robert became extremely wealthy from the East India Company and was arguably the most financially successful of all the Baldorran Stewarts. In his later years he provided pensions for several of his widowed and spinster cousins, including the sisters of John Stewart, 5th and last of Annat, who was a drunk and sold the family estate of Annat in Kilmadock. General Robert Stuart acquired the estate of Rait in the Carse of Gowrie in southeast Perthshire. He named his residence there, Annat, after his ancestral home near Doune. As the original line of Stewart of Annat had been sold, General Robert Stuart had the arms re-matriculated and became 1st of Annat in Rait. On the family tomb in the churchyard is a plaque written in Persian, the court language of the Moghul Empire: " The Support of the State, Helper of the Kingdom General Robert Stuart, Behadur War a Veritable Sword of Mohammed A Faithful Servant of Shah Alam Ghazi 1212 AH (1834 AD)"