text:  O fresh and bright shone reason's light through superstition's gloom When one and all ye heard the call of honest Joseph Hume; When listening to his flowing words than honey-dew more sweet Ye sate dissolved in holy tears at that Gamaliel's feet! How touchingly he spoke of those now gather'd to their rest By knaves and laws upbraided but by righteous patriots bless'd; How brightly gleamed his eagle eye as he poured his ancient grudge On that foul throng that wrought them wrong--on Jury and on Judge! Well may ye boast among the host of patriots tried and true That to your bold humanity the foremost place is due; Yet others follow fast behind though ye have led the van In the cause of just fraternity and the equal rights of man! Dun-Edin's civic Councillors come closely in your wake They too can feel for injured truth and blush for Scotland's sake; Well have they wiped the stain away affix'd in former years Upon the citizens of France and on their bold compeers