ANST - Musing on June 29 -- Wrasslin' with Saracens

[Baronman at aol.com]

In a message dated 6/30/2000 8:40:03 AM Central Daylight Time, 
TerryD at health.state.ok.us writes:

<< Too bad we
 can't prove the boys at Bannockburn were fired up on scotch whiskey. >>
BUT THEY WERE-  Spirits were the standard issue for all Lowland fighters 
kits.  Saw it in a document when at Edinburgh Castle about 6 years ago. All 
had a little canteen to hang around their shoulder containing the water of 
life (single blend whiskey)

  Baron Bors of Lothian
  Baron Loch Soillier
   I am withered and gray and stiff and old
Tired and sick on stone-Oh so cold.
I wish for the day when all the world was fresh,
And all of me, my soul and my flesh,
and my lips and my mouth were as cool as the dew.
And my eyes now old as clear as when new,
I wish I were lying out in the cool rain of the highland of home, 
that the watersthough me might strain.
But here  I. Iay  in dungeon so deep
Shackled and chained, no hope do I keep. 
With dark despair, my soul is so dry
For I'll never go home till the day that I die.
  ( written after seeing the dungeon of Edinburgh Castle)

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