I imagine "Oh Flower Of Scotland" would be their anthem. It expresses much of their hatred of the exploitative English and a yearning to see Scotland's people rise again. I can sympathise with them, and the song is rather beautiful; it always brings tears to my eyes. They really do hate the English. I have to use my Scots accent when up there, and it changes their attitude towards me a lot. Not very edifying of them, but we have a great deal to answer for in history. I recently found that play I was rambling on about in a previous post, the Cheviot the Stag and the Black Black Oil. It's on Youtube, and although written in the seventies, it expresses remarkably well what the Scots went through and why they detest the English. We haven't a leg to stand on; we did all that and they can't forgive.