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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416289" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fareweel, ye bughts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">* </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an' all your ewes, <br>An' fields whare bIoomin' heather grows; <br>Nae mair the sportin' lambs I'll see <br>Since my true love's forsaken me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">CHORUS. <br>Nae mair I'll hear wi' pleasure sing <br>The cheerfu' lav'rock in the Spring, <br>But sad in grief now I maun mourn, <br>Far, far frae her, o'er Logan-burn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">2. Alas! nae mair we'll meetings keep <br>At bughts, whan herds ca' in their sheep; <br>Nae mair amang the threshes green <br>We'll row, where we hae aften been. <br>CHORUS </div><div style="margin:10px 0">3. Nae mair for me , ye vi'lets blaw, <br>Or lilies whiter than the snaw; <br>Nae mair your pleasures I can bear, <br>While I am absent frae my dear. <br>CHORUS </div><div style="margin:10px 0">4. I ken the cause of my hard fate; <br>In courtin' her I was too blate; <br>I never kiss'd my lass at a' <br>But when we met an' gaed awa'. <br>CHORUS </div><div style="margin:10px 0">5. Oh could my tears again bring back <br>The days now past, I'd no' be slack <br>For ev'ry kiss she got before <br>I wad gie to her now a score. <br>CHORUS </div><div style="margin:10px 0">6. O fortune I wad you favour me <br>In some snug corner her to see. <br>My heart I wad to her reveal, <br>An' in her arms my pardon seal. <br>CHORUS </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>*</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a><div class=q>
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1. Fareweel, ye bughts, an' all your ewes, 
An' fields whare bIoomin' heather grows; 
Nae mair the sportin' lambs I'll see 
Since my true love's forsaken me. 

CHORUS. 
Nae mair I'll hear wi' pleasure sing 
The cheerfu' lav'rock in the Spring..."></div>
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