The Book of Scottish Song/Native Land

Native Land.

[Written by D. Perry. Music by Sir Henry R. Bishop.]

Native land! I'll love thee ever—
Let me raise the welcome strain—
Mine were banished feet that never
Hoped to press thy turf again.
Now these eyes, illumed with gladness,
As they scanned thy beauties o'er,
Ne'er again shall melt in sadness,
Parting to return no more.
Caledonia! native land!
Native land! I'll love thee ever.

Native land! though fate may banish,
And command me far to part,
Never can thy memory vanish
From this glowing, grateful heart!
Let an Indian solstice burn me,
Or the snows of Norway chill,
Hither still, my heart I turn thee—
Here, my country, thou art still.
Caledonia! native land!
Native land, I'll love thee ever.

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