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( 8 ) Between hands now and then we’ll lean, And sport upo’ the velvet fog.

There’s up into a pleasant glen, A wee piece frae my father’s tow’r, A canny, soft, and flow’ry den, Where circling bircks have form’d the bow’r When’er the sun grows high and warm, We’ll to the cauler shades remove; There I will look thee in my arms, And love and kiss, and kiss and love.

FINIS.

(Printed by J. Chalmers & Co. Castlestreet Aberdeen.)