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97 Bear witness many a pensive sigh

Of thoughtful Herdsman when he strays

Alone upon Loch Veol's Heights,

And by Loch Lomond's Braes!

And, far and near, through vale and hill,

Are faces that attest the same;

And kindle, like a fire new stirr'd,

At sound of 's name.