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 I shall hear, and see, and feel, and in sequence sadly true, Shall repeat the bitter-sweet of the lingering last adieu; I shall seem as now to leave thee, with the kiss upon the brow, And the fervent benediction of—!

Ah me, my Highland lassie! though in winter drear and long Deep arose the heavy snows, and the stormy winds were strong, Though the rain, in summer's brightest, it were raining every day, With worldly comforts few and far, how glad were I to stay! I fall to sleep with dreams of life in some black bothie spent, Coarse poortith's ware thou changing there to gold of pure content, With barefoot lads and lassies round, and thee the cheery wife, In the braes of old Lochaber a laborious homely life; But I wake—to leave thee, smiling, with the kiss upon the brow, And the peaceful benediction of—!