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How long and dreary is the night, / When I am frae my dearie! / I sleepless lie frae e'en to morn, / Tho' I were ne'er so weary: / I sleepless lie frae e'en to morn, / Tho' I were ne'er sae weary!
When I think on the happy days / I spent wi' you my dearie: / And now what lands between us lie, / How can I be but eerie! / And now what lands between us lie, / How can I be but eerie!
How slow ye move, ye heavy hours, / As ye were wae and weary! / It wasna sae ye glinted by, / When I was wi' my dearie! / It wasna sae ye glinted by, / When I was wi' my dearie!