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MORAG'S FAERY GLEN.
Words by William Cameron.
Music by M. Wilson.
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Ye ken whar yon wee burnie, love, Rins roarin' to the sea, And tumbles o'er its
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rock - y bed, Like spi - rit wild and free. The mellow mav - is tunes his lay, The
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blackbird swells his note, And little robin sweet - ly sings Above the woody grot. There
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meet me love, by a* unseen, Beside yon mossy den, Oh meet me love at dewy eve, In
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) meet me love at dew - y eve, In Morag's Fae - ry Glen.
Morag's Faery Glen. meet me love at dew - y eve, In Morag's Fae
Come when the sun in robes of gold,
Sinks o'er yon hills to rest,
An' fragrance floating in the breeze,,
Comes frae the dewy west.
And I will pu' a garland gay,
To deck thy brow sae fair ;
For many a woodbine cover' d glade,
An' sweet wild flower is there.
Then meet me, love, &c.
There's music in the wild cascade,
There's love amang the trees,
There's beauty in ilk bank and brae,
An' balm upon the breeze.
There's a' of nature and of art,
That maistly weel could be,
An' ! my love, when thou art there,
There's bliss in store for me !
Then meet me, love, &c.

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