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Whose beauty rare makes her exceed
All other works in nature.
Clouds of despair surround my love,
That are both dark and foggie ;
Pity my case, ye Powers above ! .
Else I die for KathVine Ogie.
HIGHLAND MARY.
TO THE SAME AIR.
Ye banks, and braes, and streams, around
The castle o' Montgomery,
Green be your woods, and fair your flow'rs,
Your waters never drumlie :
There simmer first unfaulds her robes,
And there they langest tarry ;
For there I took the last fareweel
Of my dear Highland Mary.
How sweetly bloom'd the gay green birk 1
How rich the hawthorn's blossom,
As underneath their fragrant shade,
I clasp'd her to my bosom !
The golden hours, on angel wings,
Flew o'er me and my dearie j

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