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| BONNIE Strathnaver! Sutherland’s pride! | |
| With thy stream softly flowing and mead spreading wide. | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! where now are the men | |
| That peopled with gladness thy green-mantled glen? | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! where now are the men | 5 |
| That peopled with gladness thy green-mantled glen? | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| Bonnie Strathnaver! Sutherland’s pride! | |
| Sweet is the breath of the birks on thy side; | |
| But where is the blue smoke that curled from thy glen, | 10 |
| When thy lone hills were dappled with dwellings of men? | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| Bonnie Strathnaver! O, fearful to tell | |
| Are the harsh deeds once done on thy bonnie green dell! | |
| When to rocks of the storm-brewing ocean were driven | 15 |
| The men on thy green turfy walks who had thriven. | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| When the strong-sinewed lad and the light-tripping maid | |
| Looked their last on the hills where their infancy strayed; | |
| When the gray dropping sire and the old hirpling dame | 20 |
| Were chased from their hearths by the fierce-spreading flame. | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| Bonnie Strathnaver! Sutherland’s pride! | |
| Wide is the ruin that spreads on thy side! | |
| The bramble now climbs o’er the old ruined wall, | 25 |
| And the green fern is rank in the tenantless hall | |
| Of bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| Bonnie Strathnaver! Sutherland’s pride! | |
| Loud is the baa of the sheep on thy side; | |
| But the pipe, and the song, and the dance are no more, | 30 |
| And gone the brave clansmen that trod thy green floor. | |
| Bonnie Strathnaver! | |
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| Bonnie Strathnaver! Sutherland’s pride! | |
| Vain are the tears that I weep on thy side. | |
| The praise of the bard is the meed of the glen, | 35 |
| But where is the charm that can bring back the men | |
To bonnie Strathnaver?
END OF VOL. II. | |
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