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SONG—THE YELLOW FINS OF YARROW.
I
The yellow fins o' Yarrow dale!I kenna whar they've gane tae;
Were ever troots in Border vale
Sae comely or sae dainty?
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II
They had baith gowd and spanglit rings,Wi' walth o' pearl amang them;
An' for sweet love o' the bonnie things
The heart was laith to wrang them.
III
But he that angles Yarrow ower(Maun changes ever waken?)
Frae our Lady's Loch to Newark Tower
Will find the stream forsaken.
IV
Forsaken ilka bank and staneBy a' its troots o' splendour;
Auld Yarrow's left sae lorn an' lane,
Ane scarcely wad ha'e kenn'd her.
V
Wae's me! the Yarrow yellow fin,I marvel whar he's gane tae!
Was ever troot in Forest rin
Sae comely or sae dainty?
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