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woe and scenes of pleasure, Now a sad and
last a-dieu j Now a sad and last a-dieu !
Bonny Doon, sae sweet at gloaming,
Fare thee weel before I gang :
Bonny Doon, where early roaming,
First I weav'd the rustic sang.
Bowers, adieu ! where love decoying,
First enthralled this heart o' mine ;
There the saftest sweets enjoying,
Sweets that mem'ry ne'er shall tine.
Friends so near my bosom ever,
Ye hae render'd moments dear ',
But, alas ! when forc'd to sever,
Then the stroke, O how severe !
Friends, that parting tear reserve it,
Though 'tis doubly dear to me :
Could I think I did deserve it,
How much happier would I be.

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