.The Lass O' Ballochmyle
(Robert Burns)
'Twas even: the dewy fields were green,
On every blade the pearls hang,
The zeghyr wanton'd round the bean,
An bore it's fragrant sweets alang,
In ev'ry glen the mavis sang,
AII Nature list'ning seem'd the while,
Except where gr.
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