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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
X. The Pity of It
The Widow’s Lament
By James Hogg (1770–1835)
OH, thou art lovely yet, my boy,
    Even in thy winding-sheet!
I canna leave thy comely clay,
    An’ features calm an’ sweet.
I have no hope but for the day        5
    That we shall meet again,
Since thou art gone, my bonnie boy,
    An’ left me here alane.
The flower, now fading on the lea,
    Shall fresher rise to view;        10
The leaf, just fallen frae the tree,
    The year will soon renew:
But lang may I weep o’er thy grave,
    Ere thou reviv’st again,
For thou art fled, my bonnie boy,        15
    An’ left me here alane!

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