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Farewell to the mountains high cover'd with snow,

Farewell to the straths and green valleys below,
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods,
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods !


My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,

My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer,
A-chasing the wild deer and following the roe—
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go!

Thou Lingering Star.


THOU ling'ring star with less'ning ray,

That lov'st to greet the early morn,
Again thou usher'st in the day
My Mary from my soul was torn.
O Mary, dear departed shade!
Where is thy place of blissful rest?
See'st thou thy lover lowly laid?
Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?


That sacred hour can I forget,

Can I forget the hallow'd grove,
Where, by the winding Ayr, we met
To live one day of parting love?