Studies In Folk-song And Popular Poetry

An Extensive Investigation Into The Sources And Inspiration Of National Folk Song

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clear and unbroken to the end. The heart of the world has responded, and it has a place like none other in the tongue of song.
I 'm wearin' awa, John,
Like snaw-wreaths in thaw, John,
I 'm wearin awa'
To the land o' the leal.
There 's nae sorrow there, John, There's neither cauld nor care, John, The day is aye fair
In the land o' the leal.
Our bonnie bairn's there, John, She was baith gude and fair, John, And, oh, we grudged her sair To the land o' the leal.
But sorrow's sel' wears past, John, And joy's a-comin' fast, John, The joy that's aye to last, In the land o' the leal.
Oh, dry your glist'ning ee, John, My saul langs to be free, John, And angels beckon me
To the land o' the leal.
O, haud ye leal and true, John, Your day it's wearin' through, John, And I '11 welcome you
To the land o' the leal.
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