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Oft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon,
To see the rose and woodbine twine ;
And ilka bird sang o' its love,
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree ;
And my fause lover stole my rose,
But ah ! he left the thorn wi' me.
Words by Burns.
Ami ante affetuoso.
THE BBAES 0' BALLOCHMYLE.
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Low in your wintry beds, ye flowers,
Again ye'll flourish fresh and fair;
Ye birdies dumb, in withering bowers,
Again ye'll charm the vocal air;
But here, alas ! for me nae mair
Shall birdie charm, or flow'ret smile ;
Fareweel the bcnnie banks o' Ayr,
Fareweel, fareweel ! sweet Ballochmyle
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