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	viii. JACOBITE                            279
	It was a' for our rightfu' king We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' king, We e'er saw Irish land, my dear— We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a' is done in vain, My Love and native land fareweel, For I maun cross the main, my dear— For I maun cross the main. [He turn'd him right and round about Upon the Irish shore,	And gae his bridle reins a shake, With Adieu for evermore, my dear, And adieu for evermore!] The soger frae the wars returns, The sailor frae the main, But I hae parted frae my love Never to meet again, my dear— Never to meet again. When day is gane, and night is come, And a' folk bound to sleep, I think on him that's far awa The lee-lang night and weep, my dear— The lee-lang night and weep.
	No. 297. Thickest night, surround my divelling. Tune : Strathallan's lament Scots Musical Museum, 1788, No, 132.
	Thickest night, surround my dwell­ing! Howling tempests, o'er me rave ! Turbid torrents wintry swelling, Roaring by my lonely cave! Crystal streamlets gently flowing, Busy haunts of base mankind, Western breezes softly blowing, Suit not my distracted mind.	In the cause of right engaged, Wrongs injurious to redress, Honour's war we strongly waged, But the heavens deny'd suc­cess. Ruin's wheel has driven o'er us ; Not a hope that dare attend, The wide world is all before us, But a world without a friend !