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Kiss Of Shame

Proscriptor

When ages hence, her last kiss
Is the lengthener that dies
And her lost lust reveals not where it lies,
Still shall her relentless majesty guard her name
And her works lift her to immortal fame

I'll grant blood from the blade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring

May she sedition hush
And like a torrent rush
We, rebellious scots, to crush
One more kiss of shame,
Under saxifrage and brush