“Yet was Rob Roy as wise as brave;
Forgive me if the phrase be strong;—
A Poet worthy of Rob Roy
Must scorn a timid song.”

—  William Wordsworth

Rob Roy's Grave, st. 3.
Memorials of a Tour in Scotland (1803)

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