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(1) [Page 65] - Maid that tends the goats
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Sandv herds a flocli o" sheep,
Aften' does he blaw the whistle
In a strain sae saftly sweet.
Lainniios list'ning, dare nae h»';it
He's as fleet's the mountain roe,
Hardy as the highland heather.
Wilding' through the winter snow.
Keeping; ave his Hock together,
Hut a plaid wi 1 ha re boughs,
He braves the bleakest norlm blast.
Hrawh/ van he dance and sing'
Canty plee, or highland croitach;
Sfane ran ever match his fling
At a reel . or round a ring.
Wightlv can be wield a rung.
In a brawl he a ay th/> bangster.
A' his praise can neer be sung
By the langest winded sanggtcr.
Santfs that smg o Sandy
Coin* short., &' they were e'er Haelang.
rferc twas «i«;vc war yonder tret, reposing
One, still too dear, first breathed his vws tu thee
Writ this, he cried, his guileful lore disclosing'
Hear to -thy heart iji irteiuorr of me
Lores cherished, gift, the rose he gave »s faded
bores blighted flower can never bloom again '
Keen for thy fault , in heart, in mind degraded ,
Weep, if thy tears can wash away the stain
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