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SONG.
NANNIE ATTIE.
And do I see the bairn again
That first I rock'd upo' my knee?
The bairn whose earliest moan I hush'd,
The bairn whose first smile dwelt on me?
That first I rock'd upo' my knee?
The bairn whose earliest moan I hush'd,
The bairn whose first smile dwelt on me?
Ah! turn aside the lock sae brown
That hides fra' me thy bonnie brow;
For dim with age these eyes are grown,
And tears of gladness blind them now.
That hides fra' me thy bonnie brow;
For dim with age these eyes are grown,
And tears of gladness blind them now.
Fu' twenty years ha' stolen by
Since Nannie Attie saw thy face;
And these auld eyes or see amiss,
Or still see ilk remember'd grace.
Since Nannie Attie saw thy face;
And these auld eyes or see amiss,
Or still see ilk remember'd grace.
Then turn aside, &c.
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The same thy ivory temples clear,
Sae kind the things thy young eye said;
'Twas here I traced the vein sae blue,
'Twas here the thought sae pure I read.
Sae kind the things thy young eye said;
'Twas here I traced the vein sae blue,
'Twas here the thought sae pure I read.
Then turn aside, &c.
Southill, Jan. 1808.
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