The Book of Scottish Song/Native Land

Native Land.

[Written by D. Perry. Music by Sir Henry R. Bishop.]

Native land! I'll love thee ever—
⁠Let me raise the welcome strain—
Mine were banished feet that never
⁠Hoped to press thy turf again.
Now these eyes, illumed with gladness,
⁠As they scanned thy beauties o'er,
Ne'er again shall melt in sadness,
⁠Parting to return no more.
Caledonia! native land!
Native land! I'll love thee ever.

Native land! though fate may banish,
⁠And command me far to part,
Never can thy memory vanish
⁠From this glowing, grateful heart!
Let an Indian solstice burn me,
⁠Or the snows of Norway chill,
Hither still, my heart I turn thee—
⁠Here, my country, thou art still.
Caledonia! native land!
Native land, I'll love thee ever.

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