For the King

It Was All For Our Rightful King
Robert Burns

It was all for our rightful king
We left fair Scotland’s strand;
It was all for our rightful king
We ever saw Irish land,
My dear –
We ever saw Irish land.

Now all is done that men can do,
And all is done in vain,
My love and Native Land farewell,
For I must cross the main,
My dear –
For I must cross the main.

He turned him right and round about
Upon the Irish shore,
And gave his bridle reins a shake,
With adieu for evermore,
My dear –
And adieu for evermore!

The soldier from the wars returns,
The sailor from the main,
But I have parted from my love
Never to meet again,
My dear –
Never to meet again.

When day is gone, and night is come,
And all folk bound to sleep,
I think on him that is far away
The live-long night, and weep,
My dear –
The live-long night, and weep.

In this chess game I played, I had to think carefully how to move my Queen so I don’t cause a stale mate! This is something that can easily happen. I played black.