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My Mary, O my Mary!
The simmer-skies are blue; / The dawnin' brings the dazzle, / An' the gloamin' brings the dew? -- / The mirk o' nicht the glory / O' the moon, an' kindles, too, / The stars that shift aboon the lift. -- - / But nae thing brings me you!