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Dark waved her locks owre her fair neck sae slender;
Bricht beamed her e'e, like the sun in its splendour ;
Snawy her bosom, sae cornel}' an' tender,
An' pure as the lily o' the plain.
I took her i' my arms, an' I ca'd her my dearie,
Her face was sae bonnie, my heart felt sae cheerie; —
I took her i' my arms, an' I ca'd her my dearie,
Yon bonnie mornin 1 after the rain !
O fair are yon meadows, where aft I've gaen roamin'
For mony a sweet hour, wi' my lass i' the gloamin' ;
But fairer — fairer the bonnie green loanin',
"Where she whispered her heart was my ain!
Sweetly she blush'd like the rose wi' emotion ;
Fondly I seal'd wi' a kiss my devotion; —
Sweetly she blush'd like the rose wi' emotion,
Yon bonnie mornin* after the rain !
Though fortune wi' me has been scant wi' her measure,
Yet ne'er will I envy her care-laden treasure ;
Sae lang as the queen o' my hame gi'es me pleasure,
O' nocht will I ever complain ;
For aye when I'm dowie, down-hear tit, and weary,
Her sweet sunny smile mak's me lichtsome and cheerie,
Sae weel I'll remember the trj'st wi' my dearie,
Yon bonnie mornin' after the rain !
Words by Lord Byron.
With animation.
AWAY, YE GAY LANDSCAPES.
1 7 " tTv^f .
Yet, Ca - le - don - ia, dear are thy mountains, Round their white summits tho'

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