School: Glassalts (roll number 1239)

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1. Cregnahorna Glen (continued)

   

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   Bloom fair ye flowers on scenes I line, 'Round Labby and Ben-Tam! Blue gleam ye bending skies above Yon rivers, clear and calm! There, softly, fall ye summer rays Though I should ne'er again Behold the haunts of days In Cregnahorna glen!

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2. The Village on the Brae

   

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   The Village on the Brae.
   Hill-sheltered, rests the village on the brae,
   The river calm, below it wends its ways
   Through yonder glen, long deemed a fairy home,
   Where crowds to gather nuts, in autumn come,
   The winding, dusty roadway rambles down
   Through the quaint village, and o'er moorlands brown.
   And, down this road, on fair and market days,
   Pass market-faring people from the braes.
   Oft have I watched their carts, in rows, come down,
   With men and women, on them, going to town;
   While droves of sheep and cattle the road lined,
   With loud-voiced drovers bellowing behind.

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