THE BROWNIES IN SCOTLAND.

How Tam’s old mare, the truth to: tell,
Could keep ahead of them so well.”

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Then to the humble cottage small

Where Burns was born, they hastened all,

To talk about the noted spot

That is revered by every Scot.
Said one: “A lowly home, in truth,
Where that bright poet passed his youth,
Which proves that genius, now and then,
Is not confined to high-born men,
But through mysterious ways divine
In humble souls finds room to shine.”

 

oft binds that soar . With bagpipes in their arms, in pairs,
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MEE We ER They marched and played sweet Scottish airs
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