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 O'erhung wi' fragrant spreading shaws,
 * The birks of Aberfeldy.

The hoary cliffs are crown'd wi' flower White are the linns the burnie pours, And rising weets wi' misty showers,
 * The birks of Aberfeldy.

Let fortune's gifts at random flee, They ne'er shall draw a wish frae me; Supremely blest wi' love and thee
 * In the birks of Aberfeldy.