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Aside the Quharity burn / I ken na what I'm seein' / Wi' the licht near deein' / An' the lang year at the turn; / But the dog that gangs wi' me / Creeps whingein' at my knee, / And we baith haud thegither / Like a lad an' his brither / At the water o' Quharity.
Alang the Quharity glen / I mind on warlock's faces, / I' the still, dark places / Whaur the trees hae airms like men; / And I ken the beast can see / Yon een that's watchin' me, / Whaur the arn-boughs darken / An' I'm owre fear'd to harken / I' the glen o' Quharity.