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HOW BLYTHE HAE I BEEN,
TO THE SAME AIR.
How blythe hae I been wi' my Sandy,
As we sat in the ho we o'the glen !
But nae mair can I meet wi' my Sandy,
To the banks o' the Rhine he is gane.
Alas ! that the trumpet's loud clarion
Thus draws a' our shepherds afar ;
O could na the ewe-bughts and Marion
Please mair than the horrors o' war !
Not a plough in our land has been ganging ;
The ousen hae stood in their sta' ;
Nae flails in our barns hae been banging,
For mair than a towmond or twa.
Waes me, that the trumpet's shrill clarion
Thus draws a' our shepherds afar !
O, I wish that the ewe-bughts and Marion
Could charm frac he horrors o' war.

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