as light's a bird upon a thorn.

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her bonie face it was as meek

as onymb upon a lea;

the evening sun was ne'er sae sweet,

as was the blink o' phemie's e'e.

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the hignd hills i've wander'd wide,

and o'er thends i hae been;

but phemie was the blythestss

that ever trod the dewy green.

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