how ng and dreary is the night
how ng and dreary is the night
when i a frae y dearie;
i restless lie frae e&039;en to orn
though i were ne&039;er sae weary
chor—for oh, her nely nights are ng!
and oh, her dreas are eerie;
and oh, her dow&039;d heart is sair,
that&039;s absent frae her dearie!
when i thk on the light days
i spent wi&039; thee, y dearie;
and now what seas beeen roar,
how can i be but eerie?
for oh, c
how slow ye ove, ye heavy hours;
the joyless day how dreary:
it was na sae ye glted by,
when i was wi&039; y dearie!
for oh, c
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