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124 TONE-POETRY OF ROBERT BURNS |
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No. 136. When der the hill the eening star.
Tune: My ain kind dearie, O Scots Musical Museum, 1787, No. 49. |
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When o'er the hill the e'ening star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo, And owsen frae the furrow'd field
Return sae dowf and weary, O, Down by the burn, where scented birks
Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo, I'll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie, O.
At midnight hour in mirkest glen
I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, O, If thro' that glen I gaed to thee,
My ain kind dearie, O 1 Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild,
And I were ne'er sae weary, O, I'll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind dearie, O. |
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