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But a carritcb he took * when his ain deevii bade , An' wi' learnin' the laddie bad « awUy gaen mad . Nae apples he pu ' cd noo- —a&e bee bike * be ftw > red- — The bonnie wee trouties gat feat in the ford ~* v Wi' the lasses at e ' enin nae maif-he wad fight 3 He was learnin' and spell in * frae mornin' to night . He grew mim as a puddock and quiet as a lamb , — Gudesakes ! sic a change was on Minister Tarn !
His breeks they war * torn , an * his coat it was bare , But he gaed to the schule , and he took to the lear ; He fought wi a masterfu' heart up the brae , Till to see him aye toil in' I maistly was wae . But his work noo is endit—our Tammie hae grown To a kirk wi' a steeple—a black silken gown . — Sic a change frae our laddie , wha barefooted cam ' , Wi' his wig white wi' pouther , i $ Minister Tarn ! *—pp . 63 , 64 .
IV . ' REGRETS . Tak' aff , tak' aff this silken garb , An' bring to me a * Hieland plaid : Nae bed was e * er sae saft an' sweet As ane wi' it , an' heather , made . Tak * aff this gowd-encircled thing , An' bring to me a bonnet blue , To mind me a' the Hieland hills
That I hae left for ever noo . Tak * , tak * awa * this gaudy flower , An' bring to me a sprig o' heather , lake those langsyne , amo' the hills O' hame and youth , I aft did gather For a' your luscious Indian fruit Ae ripe blaeberry bring to me : To be in braes whar' black they hing
There ' s nought on earth I wadna' gie . 0 1 tak' awa' this tinsel walth , That wiled me frae my Hieland hame ; 1 cannot bear its glitter noo , — For it I ' ve played a losing game . O ! bring me back my . youthfu' heart—The eye an' hand o * long ago—Tak a * I ha ' e , but place me syne
Afar whar' Hieland waters flow ! O ! for an hour o' youth an * hope—Ae moment o' my youthfu * years , Upo' the hills o' Scotland dear , When I had neither cares nor / ears . I mauna seek * I maunm mane— - Before my fate I laigh maun boo , — Bring walth—bring , w *] I tli—till forget , The time Whan r <* mHfc ^ heath ** rtc * IV-pp . 6 S , $ 9 *
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Dec. 2, 1835, page 767, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2652/page/11/
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