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The Farewell

Farewell, old Scotia's bleak domains, 
Far dearer than the torrid plains, 
Where rich ananas blow! 
Farewell, a mother's blessing dear! 
A brother's sigh! a sister's tear! 
My Jean's heart-rending throe! 
Farewell, my Bess! tho' thou'rt bereft 
Of my paternal care, 
A faithful brother I have left, 
My part in him thou'lt share! 
Adieu, too, to you too, 
My Smith, my bosom frien'; 
When kindly you mind me, 
O then befriend my Jean! 

What bursting anguish tears my heart; 
From thee, my Jeany, must I part! 
Thou, weeping, answ'rest - 'No!' 
Alas! misfortune stares my face, 
And points to ruin and disgrace, 
I for thy sake must go! 
Thee, Hamilton, and Aiken dear, 
A grateful, warm adieu: 
I, with a much-indebted tear, 
Shall still remember you! 
All hail then, the gale then, 
Wafts me from thee, dear shore! 
It rustles, and whistles 
I'll never see thee more! 
 
Robert Burns

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