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O DEATH thou tyrant fell and bloody	A
The meikle devil wi' a woodie	A
Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie	A
O'er hurcheon hides	B
And like stock fish come o'er his studdie	A
Wi' thy auld sides	B
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He's gane he's gane he's frae us torn	C
The ae best fellow e'er was born	C
Thee Matthew Nature's sel' shall mourn	C
By wood and wild	A
Where haply Pity strays forlorn	C
Frae man exil'd	A
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Ye hills near neighbours o' the starns	D
That proudly cock your cresting cairns	E
Ye cliffs the haunts of sailing earns	F
Where Echo slumbers	F
Come join ye Nature's sturdiest bairns	F
My wailing numbers	F
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Mourn ilka grove the cushat kens	F
Ye haz'ly shaws and briery dens	F
Ye burnies wimplin' down your glens	F
Wi' toddlin din	G
Or foaming strang wi' hasty stens	F
Frae lin to lin	G
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Mourn little harebells o'er the lea	A
Ye stately foxgloves fair to see	A
Ye woodbines hanging bonilie	A
In scented bow'rs	A
Ye roses on your thorny tree	A
The first o' flow'rs	A
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At dawn when ev'ry grassy blade	A
Droops with a diamond at his head	A
At ev'n when beans their fragrance shed	A
I' th' rustling gale	A
Ye maukins whiddin thro' the glade	A
Come join my wail	A
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Mourn ye wee songsters o' the wood	A
Ye grouse that crap the heather bud	A
Ye curlews calling thro' a clud	A
Ye whistling plover	H
And mourn we whirring paitrick brood	A
He's gane for ever	H
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Mourn sooty coots and speckled teals	A
Ye fisher herons watching eels	A
Ye duck and drake wi' airy wheels	A
Circling the lake	I
Ye bitterns till the quagmire reels	A
Rair for his sake	I
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Mourn clam'ring craiks at close o' day	A
'Mang fields o' flow'ring clover gay	A
And when ye wing your annual way	A
Frae our claud shore	J
Tell thae far warlds wha lies in clay	A
Wham we deplore	J
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Ye houlets frae your ivy bow'r	K
In some auld tree or eldritch tow'r	K
What time the moon wi' silent glow'r	K
Sets up her horn	C
Wail thro' the dreary midnight hour	H
Till waukrife morn	C
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O rivers forests hills and plains	A
Oft have ye heard my canty strains	A
But now what else for me remains	A
But tales of woe	L
And frae my een the drapping rains	A
Maun ever flow	L
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Mourn Spring thou darling of the year	M
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear	N
Thou Simmer while each corny spear	M
Shoots up its head	A
Thy gay green flow'ry tresses shear	M
For him that's dead	A
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Thou Autumn wi' thy yellow hair	N
In grief thy sallow mantle tear	N
Thou Winter hurling thro' the air	N
The roaring blast	A
Wide o'er the naked world declare	N
The worth we've lost	A
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Mourn him thou Sun great source of light	A
Mourn Empress of the silent night	A
And you ye twinkling starnies bright	A
My Matthew mourn	C
For through your orbs he's ta'en his flight	A
Ne'er to return	O
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O Henderson the man the brother	H
And art thou gone and gone for ever	H
And hast thou crost that unknown river	H
Life's dreary bound	A
Like thee where shall I find another	H
The world around	A
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Go to your sculptur'd tombs ye Great	A
In a' the tinsel trash o' state	A
But by thy honest turf I'll wait	A
Thou man of worth	P
And weep the ae best fellow's fate	A
E'er lay in earth	P

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