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 as yon lowly cottage that stands by the wild road,

Hedg'd round wi' sweet brier and green willow

tree.

yonder I spent the first days o' my childhood,

And first felt the power of a love-rollin' ee.

soon frae my hame and my lassie I wander'd,

Though lang I hae been tossing on fortune's

rough sea,

dear was the valley where Ettrick meander'd.

Aye dear was the blink o' her blue rollin' ee.

for the evening, and O for the hour,

When down by yon greenwood she promised to

be,

quick as the summer-dew dries on the flower;

A' earthly affections and wishes wad flee.

Art and let Nature display their proud treasure;

Let Paradise boast of what bliss it could gie:

high is my bliss, and as sweet is my pleasure,

In the heart-melting blink o' my lassie's blue ee.

 

sea blaws the wind o'er the braes o' Gleniffer,

The auld castle turrets are cover'd wi' snaw;