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A KEFFOCH SONG-.
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Ossian! lend me now thy lyre,
Thy boldest strains my soul inspire!
Ossian, now awake to me,
Bless mine eyes that sight to see!
Behold ! he conies, majestic man,
Extending out to me his han'— -
" Here take my lyre, my song renew,
" Mine ancient strains once more pursue,
He wav'd his hand, and vanish'd quite • —
Alas ! he's left me now in night.
From Hibernia's isle I came,
A royal son of Coll to name;
Caledonia's isles I coloniz'd,
My right original I priz'd:

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