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CROSSANS ~ Hellraisers of Castlemilk

Sláinte

Home
Pt. I - Crossans
Scotland
Celtic Myths
Gàidhlig
My Family
Hellraisers
Karrie Brigitte
Dedication
Farewell
Memories
Pt. II - Prologue
Sorrow's Journey
Living Years
Razor's Edge
Tempestuous
Stark Raving Madness
Shattered Illusions
Storms of Fate
Pt. III - Preface
Ch.1 - Dublin
Ch.2 - Rose
Ch.3 - James
Ch.4 - Sons of the Gael
Ch.5 - Glasgow
Hellions' Crucible
Ch.6 - The Hellraisers
The Tale
Sláinte
A Scot's Farewell
Our Story
Love a Crossan
Pt. IV - Contact Me
Shrewish Tales
R U Daft?
California Kids
Happy New Year!
BeMy...

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No one in Scotland can escape from the past.
It is everywhere, haunting like a ghost.

 

To a Scot, the past clings like sand to wet feet,
and is carried about as a burden.

 

The many ghosts are always a part of them,  

inescapable.

 

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Geddes MacGregor

 

 

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Fierce with our Hellraising,

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Yet fiercer with

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Our Love.

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For Always, Forever,

Together.

NORTHERN LIGHTS
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CROOKTREE

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Ireland - My Ancestry

Scotland - My Heritage

California - My Birthplace

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Home

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IRELAND

Home was home then, My Dear, full of kindly faces.

Fair the day shine as it shone on my childhood –

Fair shine the day on the house with open door;

Lone stands the House, now the Friends are all departed,

The kind hearts, the True Hearts, that loved the place of old.

I go forever and come again no more.

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For that is the mark of the Scots of all classes:
that he stands in an attitude towards the past
unthinkable to Englishmen, and remembers and
cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or
bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity
with the dead even to the twentieth generation.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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The Clans of Scotland  

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The Clans of Scotland will never demise,

The Loyalty of such you must realize,

With the Skirl of the Pipes 

And the Swing of the Kilt,

Brings a Power that will ne'er wilt!  

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The Scots Character is Forged in Granite
That is no Timid Reed. Shaken by the Wind.

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Many's the men who've battled foe
Many the number slain
Many the lads have fallen
though Scotland shall rise again.

 

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Go bhfana í ngrá linn, 
Iad siúd atá í ngrá linn.

 

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Iad siúd nach bhfuil,
Go gcasa Dia a gcroíthe.

 

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Agus muna gcasann Sé a gcroíthe 
Go gcasa Sé caol na coise acu 
Go n-aithneoimid iad as a mbacadaíl.
 

 

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Go mbeannaí Dia duit!

 

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When I'm Old and Wise

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BEN LOMOND

Bitter words mean little to me.
 

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Autumn Winds will blow right through me

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BEN LOMOND

And someday in the Mist of Time 
 

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When they asked me if I knew you 
 

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I'd smile and say you were a friend of mine.

 

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And the Sadness would be Lifted from my eyes.

 

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As far as my eyes can see,

 

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There are Shadows surrounding me.

 

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And to those I leave behind,

 

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I want you all to know

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You've always Shared my Darkest hours
I'll miss you when I go,
 

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Sláinte  -- Cheers!

 

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In the midst of winter,

I finally learned there was in me,

 

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