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Out over the Forth, I look to the North; / But what is the north and its Highlands to me? / The south nor the east gie ease to my breast, / The far foreign land, or the wide rolling sea.
But I look to the west when I gae to rest, / That happy my dreams and my slumbers may be; / For far in the west lives he I loe best, / The man that is dear to my babie and me.