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 THE EMIGRANT'S FAREWELL.

"Our native land—our native vale— A long and last adieu! Farewell to bonny Teviotdale, And Scotland's mountains blue!

"Farewell, ye hills of glorious deeds, And streams renowned in song; Farewell, ye blithesome braes and meads Our hearts have loved so long.

"Farewell, ye broomy elfin knowes, Where thyme and harebells grow! Farewell, ye hoary haunted howes, O'erhung with birk and sloe.

"The battle-mound, the Border-tower, That Scotia's annals tell; The martyr's grave, the lover's bower— To each—to all—farewell!

"Home of our hearts! our father's home! Land of the brave and free! The sail is flapping on the foam That bears us far from thee!

"We seek a wild and distant shore, Beyond the Atlantic main; We leave thee to return no more, Nor view thy cliffs again.