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And the hills rung in pity MacGregor is wounded.
Near the brook in the valley the green turf did hide her,
And they laid MacGregor down found sleeping beside her;
Secure is their dwelling from foes and black slander;
Near the loud roaring waters their spirits oft wander.
And they laid MacGregor down found sleeping beside her;
Secure is their dwelling from foes and black slander;
Near the loud roaring waters their spirits oft wander.
When the keen chase is o'er ye bold sons of the mountain,
And softly reclining by the clear murmuring fountain,
Still look with a sigh to the foot of Benbarra,
Where died that bold chieftian MacGregor Aurara.
And softly reclining by the clear murmuring fountain,
Still look with a sigh to the foot of Benbarra,
Where died that bold chieftian MacGregor Aurara.
SAVOURNA DELISH.
Oh! the moment was sad when my love and I parted,
Savourna Delish Shighan Oh!
As I kiss'd off her tears I was nigh broken hearted,
Savourna &c.
Wan was her cheek which hung on my shoulder,
Damp was her hand, no marble was colder;
Savourna Delish Shighan Oh!
As I kiss'd off her tears I was nigh broken hearted,
Savourna &c.
Wan was her cheek which hung on my shoulder,
Damp was her hand, no marble was colder;
