SOJVGS OF THE HEATHER. 



A song of the true old Scottish cut a genuine bud of the 

 Heather. Xocles. 



Songs of my native land, 



To me how dear ! 

 Songs of my infancy, 



Sweet to mine ear ! 

 Entwined with my youthful days, 

 Wi' the bonnie banks and braes, 

 Where the winding burnie strays, 



Murmuring near. 



Baroness Nairne. 



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