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fragnt of ng

the night was still, and o&039;er the hill

the oon shone on the castle wa&039;;

the avis sang, while dew-drops hang

around her on the castle wa&039;;

sae rrily they danced the rg

frae een&039; till the ck did craw;

and aye the o&039;erword o&039; the sprg

was “irve&039;s bairns are bonie a&039;”