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Tune-"The Tither Morn."
Yon wandering rill that marks the hill, / And glances o'er the brae, Sir, / Slides by a bower, where mony a flower / Sheds fragrance on the day, Sir; / There Damon lay, with Sylvia gay, / To love they thought no crime, Sir, / The wild birds sang, the echoes rang, / While Damon's heart beat time, Sir.