Just Now I've Taen The Fit O'

The Golden Hours On Angel Wings Flew O'er Me And My Dearie, For Dear To Me As Light And Life Was My Sweet Highland Mary.

Now Nature Hangs Her Mantle Green On Every Blooming Tree, And Spreads Her Sheets O'daisies White Out O'er The Grassy Lea.

As Tammie Glow'red, Amazed And Curious, The Mirth And Fun Grew Fast And Furious.

Hope Springs Exulting On Triumphant Wing.

Morality, Thou Deadly Bane,thy Tens O' Thousands Thou Has Slain!