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 3 And the hills rung in pity MacGregor is woun- ded. Near the brook in the valley the green turf did hide her, [beside her; And they laid MacGregor down found sleeping Secure is their dwelling from foes and black slander; (wander. Near the loud roaring waters their spirits oft When the keen chase is o'er ye bold sons of the mountain, [fountain, And softly reclining by the clear murmuring Still look with a sigh to the foot of Ben- barra, [Aurara. Where died that bold chieftian MacGregor

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