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TO LAURENCE HUTTON
On his fiftieth birthday
The best of canny Scotland's blood
Makes merry in his veins,
A glowing tide—a tranquil flood
That all her wit contains.
Makes merry in his veins,
A glowing tide—a tranquil flood
That all her wit contains.
The noblest gifts that mark the race
She gave him at his birth.
And wrote upon his genial face
Her sign and seal of worth.
She gave him at his birth.
And wrote upon his genial face
Her sign and seal of worth.
And so the world's applause is loud
And clear the voice of Fame.
What wonder that his friends are proud
Of Laurence Hutton's name!
And clear the voice of Fame.
What wonder that his friends are proud
Of Laurence Hutton's name!
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