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A Verse composed and repeated by BURNS, to the Master of the House, on taking leave at a Place in the Highlands, where he had been hospitably

entertained.

WHEN death's dark stream I ferry o'er,
A time that surely shall come;

In heaven itself, I'll ask no more,
Than just a Highland welcome.

FAREWELL

FAREWELL TO AYRSHIRE.

SCENES of woe and scenes of pleasure,
Scenes that former thoughts renew,
Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure,
Now a sad and last adieu!

Bonny Doon, sae sweet and gloamin,
Fare thee weel before I gang!
Bonny Doon, whare early roaming,
First I weav'd the rustic sang!

BOWERS adieu, whare Love, decoying,
First enthrall'd this heart o' mine,
There the saftest sweets enjoying-
Sweets that mem'ry ne'er shall tine!

FRIENDS, SO near my bosom ever,
Ye hae render'd moments dear;
But, alas when forc'd to sever,
Then the stroke, O how severe !

FRIENDS!

FRIENDS! that parting tear reserve it,

Tho' 'tis doubly dear to me! Could I think I did deserve it, How much happier would I be !

Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure, Scenes that former thoughts renew, Scenes of woe and scenes of pleasure, Now a sad and last adieu!

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