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212 LASSIE, LIE NEAR ME.
Frae dread Culloden's field,
Bloody and dreary,
Mourning my country's fate,
Lanely and weary ;
Weary, weary,
Lanely and weary ;
Become a sad banish'd wight,
Far frae my dearie.
Loud loud the wind did roar,
Stormy and eerie,
Far frae my native shore,
Far frae my dearie.
Near me, near me,
Dangers stood near me :
Now Fve escap'd them a' ;
Lassie, lie near me.
A' that I hae endur'd,
Lassie, my dearie,
Here in thine arms is cur'd :
Lassie, lie near me.
Near me, near me,
Lassie, lie near me ;
Lang hast thou lain thy lane,
Lassie, lie near me.

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