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I've aft en heard, in birken shaw, 

 The little wood-lark's heavenly sang 



I've aften mark'd, in cloudless sky, 

 The progress of the rising moon 



But never ought could yield me joy 

 Like angling on the banks of Froon. 



" 'Twas here I saw a diamond bright, 



Her raven hair's the jetty craw, 

 Her silvery neck's as pure an' white 



As is the breast o' the sea maw. 

 The hinny drap frae aff the lip 



0' this dear saint in beauty's noon, 

 An angel's seP might fondly sip, 



Sae sweet I the maiden of Glenfroon. 



" Blind fortune, hence ! I court thee not, 



Nor 'gainst thee shall I e'er repine 

 Go, deal thy favours, lot by lot, 



To them that kneel before thy shrine. 

 But night and day to heav'n I'll pray, 



Until it grant me a' my boon, 

 Then will I clasp, in love's fond grasp, 



As mine, the maiden of Glenfroon. 



The Endrick is a good angling stream in the 

 summer months after rain. "We have seen large 

 baskets of fish caught at such times in its waters. 

 Its banks are famed as the birth-place of Napier, the 

 discoverer of the Logarithms, and where he was 

 engaged many years in his profound calculations. 



" Th' Endrick, in wildly lyric mood, 



Displays her laurel crown, 

 And tells that, musing by her flood, 

 Sage Napier earned renown : 



