of a&039; the airts the d can bw 注释标题 written durg a separation fro rs burns their honeyoon burns was preparg a ho at ellisnd; rs burns was at ossgiel—ng
tune—“iss adiral gordon&039;s strathspey”
of a&039; the airts the d can bw,
i dearly like the west,
for there the bonie ssie lives,
the ssie i lo&039;e best:
there&039;s wild-woods grow, and rivers row,
and ony a hill beeen:
but day and night y fancys&039; flight
is ever wi&039; y jean
i see her the dewy flowers,
i see her sweet and fair:
i hear her the tunefu&039; birds,
i hear her char the air:
there&039;s not a bonie flower that sprgs,
by founta, shaw, or green;
there&039;s not a bonie bird that sgs,
but ds o&039; y jean
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