Scots is braw and Gaelic a unique national treasure it would be tragic to lose. But like the vast majority of my fellow citizens, I speak English and must admit it's rather handy. So glad I understand the nuances of Shakespeare, George Orwell, W B Yeats, Wilfred Owen, Toni Morrison and Tom Waites. Here is John Donne's For Whom the Bell Tolls, which was written as prose - not poetry - in 1624 for Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions. It remains philosophically relevant as well linguistically superb. Since it was picked up by Ernest Hemingway for his novel, which then became a movie staring Ingrid Bergman, it links neatly to the modern age when English became the dominate global language thanks to Hollywood, television and the internet.
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were. Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee..."