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When he went strowlin’ far an’ free aboot his sea-side heàm,

An’ stamp’t a mark upon his heart of ivery frind-like neàm;—

A mark ’at seems as time drees on to deepen mair an’ mair—

A mark ’at ola’s breeghtens meàst i’ t’ gloom o’ comin’ care;

But nowte upon his heart has left a mark ’at hods so breeght

As Billy Watson’ lonnin’ of a lownd summer neeght!

Oor young days may’d be wastet days, but dār their mem’ry’s dear!

And what wad yan not part wid noo ageàn to hev them here?

Whativer trubles fash’t us than, though nayder leet nor few,

They niver fash’t us hafe so lang as less an’s fash us noo;

If want o’ thowte brong bodderment, it pass’t for want o’ luck,

An’ what cared we for Fortun’s bats, hooiver feurce she struck?

It mud be t’ time o’ life ’at meàd oor happiness complete

I’ Billy Watson’ lonnin’ of a lownd summer neeght!

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Deid winter’s nūt sa dark to me

As t’ lang leet days o’ t’ spring;—

I hate to see a swallow flee,

Or hear a throssle sing;

I greàn at t’ fresh green leaves on t’ trees;