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...hirk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath their fragrant shade I clasped her to my hosom ! welvemonth's rest, And gives that ardour Higbland Mary. Wi' mony a vow, and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender; And pledging aft to...

...bloom'd the gay green birk, How rich the hawthorn's blossom ; As underneath the fragrant shade I clasp'd her to my bosom ! The golden hours on angel wings...dear to me, as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary. " Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace Our parting was fu' tender ; And pledging oft to meet again...

...blossom, As underneath its fragrant shade, I clasp'd her to my bosom ; The golden hours on angel's wings Flew o'er me and my dearie; For dear to me as light and life, Was my sweet Highland Mary." MEMOIR OF ROBERT BURNS. There are few individuals who have not heard of the name of Burns. No...

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...blossom, As underneath their fragrant shade, I clasped her to my bosom ! The angel hours wi' golden wings, Flew o'er me and my dearie ; For dear to me as life and light, Was my own Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and locked embrace, Our parting was fu" tender,...

...There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel 0' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the...dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,...

...simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O' my sweet Highland Mary. How sweetly bloom'd the gay...dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary. Wi' mony a vow and lock'd embrace, Our parting was fu' tender ; And, pledging aft to meet again,...

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