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One Night as I did Wander

by Robert Burns, 1785

One night as I did wander,
  When corn begins to shoot,
I sat me down to ponder
  Upon an auld tree root;
Auld Ayr ran by before me,
  And bicker'd to the seas;
A cushat crooded o'er me,
  That echoed through the braes

Published in Poems and Songs of Robert Burns

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