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5 See yon lowly cottage that stands by the wild wood,
 * Hedg'd round wi' sweet brier and green willow
 * tree,

'Twas yonder I spent the first days o' my childhood
 * And first felt the power of a love-rollin' ee.

Though soon frae my hame and my lassie I wander'd,
 * Though lang I hae been tossing on fortune's
 * rough sea,

Aye dear was the valley where Ettrick meander'd,
 * Aye dear was the blink o' her blue rollin' ee.

O for the evening, and O for the hour,
 * When down by yon greenwood she promised to be,

When quick as the summer-dew dries on the flower
 * A' earthly affections and wishes wad flee.

Let Art and let Nature display their proud treasure,
 * Let Paradise boast of what bliss it could gie ;

As high is my bliss, and as sweet is my pleasure,
 * In the heart-melting blink o' my lassie's blue ee.

THE BRAES O' GLENIFFER.

Keen blaws the wind o'er the braes o' Gleniffer,
 * The auld castle's turrets are covered wi' snaw