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Ance mair I hail thee, thou gloomy December! / Ance mair I hail thee wi' sorrow and care; / Sad was the parting thou makes me remember- / Parting wi' Nancy, oh, ne'er to meet mair!
Fond lovers' parting is sweet, painful pleasure, / Hope beaming mild on the soft parting hour; / But the dire feeling, O farewell for ever! / Is anguish unmingled, and agony pure!
Wild as the winter now tearing the forest, / Till the last leaf o' the summer is flown; / Such is the tempest has shaken my bosom, / Till my last hope and last comfort is gone.
Still as I hail thee, thou gloomy December, / Still shall I hail thee wi' sorrow and care; / For sad was the parting thou makes me remember, / Parting wi' Nancy, oh, ne'er to meet mair.